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The first time Anne and I met the attraction between us was instant. We were both in a meeting a work. She was wearing a grey pants suit, white blouse and low shoes and grey socks. I was quite taken by her; she was about my height and not that much in the way of curves or breasts for that matter and had a vaguely masculine look about her. When I first saw her I was so aroused by her, I was quite surprised at the degree of that arousal, I also reckoned that she was a lesbian and that she would not only have no interest in me. At that time I had completely come to terms with the fact that I was transsexual; I was wearing panties 24x7, dressing fully as a woman in private and was growing my hair out. I could sense that she was attracted to me. I started to fantasy about being with her from that moment when I first saw her and in all the fantasies I was not only dressed as a woman but also very submissive to her. As it happened we worked in same department, she was a project manager and I was a specialist. That meant that we were going to have professional dealings with other and the first face to face meeting happened about two weeks after we first met. The morning of that first meeting I made a little more effort getting myself ready for starting by removing what little hair that grown on my legs over that last two weeks I picked out my sexiest black panties and slipped them on tucking my manhood between my legs. I looked in the and got the usual sad feeling that I used to get when I looked at my reflection and saw my flat chest and I did not have the feminine curves that I so wanted to have. For the occasion I decided to take a risk and put on a black camisole. I finished dressing in my boring male clothes and went to work. The meeting happened in the last hour of the work day. I had booked a meeting room and was waiting in the room for her a good fifteen minutes before she turned up. I knew I was behaving like a teenager girl waiting for her date. Anne was on time and she was very business like. Her project had hit a number of obstacles, some of which I was able to resolve quickly and some of the others I was able to give her advice on how to resolve them Anne was delighted with how things had gone to the point where she asked me if I would like to have a drink with her, an offer which I accepted. We went to local bar and initially talked shop. We seemed to be at ease with each other from the very start. She did most of the talking and I the listening. We had a few drinks there and the idea of going for meal was suggested (by her). I again accepted and she took me to a small restaurant near by where she was clearly well known. The waitress called her by her first name and seemed to be surprised by the fact that she was with a male. I left Anne take the lead and order our food. We talked more over the food and the conversation became more personal, I found out that she was single and lived in the city. I told her a little about myself and she probed to find out more. The questions moved towards relationships and I told her quite honestly about my total lack of success in that matter. She told me that she was surprised about that, her exact words were 'I'm surprised that the girls are not lined up around the corner' I had a had few drinks taken at that stage and had being coming out to trusted friends about being transsexual so I guess between those two things plus the fact that I could sense that she was quite attached to me (and not wanting to hurt her) I told her that I wanted to be a woman, that in fact that I knew that I was a woman in a man's body. I expected her to either laugh at me or find an excuse to end the meal there and then and for us to go our separate ways. I was quite wrong, very wrong actually. She looked at me carefully and reached out for my hand. She looked me in the eyes and said `Eric, I really appreciate your honest. I need to be fully and totally honest with you. Since I was a little girl I have only been attracted to other females. I have been in number of long term relationships with women and never been even vaguely interested in men. Then I met you' She paused and took a sip of her wine. 'Yep, then I met you. When I met you two weeks ago I damn nearly creamed my panties. It confused the hell out of me to be honest. Here I am a life long lesbian and I am creaming my panties for a male' she continued. She took another sip of her wine. I knew that this was one of those life defining moments and that if I said nothing I would regret it for the rest of my life. "Anne, I am a woman, I don't have a woman's body but every thing else about me is female' I said. She kept hold of my hand and asked me what my real name was to which I explained that it was Erica. 'Well Erica now that I know that my attraction to you makes sense. Why don't we finish our meal quickly, grab a bottle of wine and go back to my place?' I agreed and we finished quickly, paid and left. It did strike me how much I left Anne make all the decisions. Not just what we ate at the restaurant but also the wine we (actually she) bought. Her place was close by and as we walked and talked she addressed me as Erica and frankly I was in heaven. Her place was a two bedroom unit on the top floor of a housing block; it had a balcony that over looked the city with a stunning view of the river. She asked me if I wanted to get into some more comfortable, more `Erica' as she put it. I though to myself 'why not' but privately wondered if she would have anything as feminine as I liked to wear. I was quite wrong on that matter. She took me to what was obviously spare bed room and opened the doors of the wall to floor wardrobes. One side was full of very beautiful dresses, skirts and blouses. There was also shoes and lingerie. 'I used to wear these the last time I tried to deny who I am, I tried to be a `normal' woman, date guys that sort of thing but well it was never going to work so I now dress the way I do' she explained. "They should all fit you and there is sure to be something there that you like and look good in. Help yourself and when you are dressed join me on the balcony for a glass of wine' she continued. When she left I quickly undressed down to my panties, I looked at the bras and picked out a black under wired bra which had lots of lace along the cups. I checked the size and I knew that it would fit me. I slipped it on and I did not have to readjust it for comfort. I had spotted a skirt that I liked; it was rather short and plaid. I looked at the tops she had and I picked out a very nice silk top. I dressed in the clothes that I picked out and then examined the shoes. She had pair of low heels which I reckoned would go with what I was wearing. The fitted me, a little tight but not to much. I did what I could with my hair and then as I was about to leave the room I spotted some lip sticks. They were in wide range from bright red to a very subtle brown which I though would be just right. I had a fair bit of experience of making my face up so I was able to put the lip stick on and do a reasonable job of it. I took a deep breath and when out to join Anne. She gave me a whistle when she saw me stood up and kissed me on my lips. I melted into her arms and left her stick her tongue into my mouth. We tongues kissed and she caressed my body for what seemed for hours. `"Oh god Erica, you are making me so wet, let's forget the wine. I want you and I want you now' she said. She put her hand under my skirt and into my panties and rubbed me. I have always masturbated as a woman, rubbing my self rather than holding myself if you know what I mean. Anne was touching me like the woman I am and I was in pure heaven. The next thing I knew as that we were in her bedroom, she had removed all her clothes down to her panties and I was down to my panties. She was sucking on my nipples which even then were very sensitive and were hard from her attention. She was giving me so much pleasure that I wanted to do the same for her. I reached down and touched her pussy. I asked her if she wanted me to lick her out. Rather than reply she pulled her panties down and I could see her pussy for the first time. She had a rather hairy pussy, lots of black pubic hair and her pussy lips were just visible as was just how turned on she was. She got on her bed and spread her legs. I got between them and started to probes her pussy with my tongue. She was very wet and the taste of juices was beyond my wildest dreams. As I probed and licked she was getting more aroused, started to wiggle around on the bed a moan. She was calling me her sexy girl and telling me how naughty a girl I was. She was so turned on that she orgasmed very quickly, squiring her juices all over my face. "No one was ever licked me like that Erica. You are 100 % female and I want a relationship with you" she told me and kissed me deeply. "I am tried honey, please stay the night and it will be your turn tomorrow' she added. I agreed to stay the night and went into her spare room and found a short sexy royal blue night dress that I liked. I left my bra on so that it would fill out the bust line of the night dress. Coming back into her room she looked at me and asked me to give her a twirl. She asked me to come to bed and I got into bed with her. As we laid there waiting for sleep she told me that I could make a very convincing woman which I just loved hearing and then she asked me if I was planning to take any steps to become for feminine. I explained that I was thinking about taking female hormones but I was a little unsure about doing so as that when they started to really change my body it would be hard to hide the changes and I was afraid about how people would react. She stayed quite for a while before saying anything. 'Erica, as it stands you body is most certainly more feminine that masculine and I would not be at all surprised is female hormones had a pretty dramatic changes to you. I want you to start taking female hormones and move in with me. As the changes start to show we can go to HR at work, they have a good policy of this. Don't answer me now, wait until tomorrow morning." I slept well that night, comfortable in my sexy night dress and of course curled up to Anne. We both woke at the same time and kissed. She suggested that we shower together and as that seemed to such a great idea I agreed. As I was the only one wearing clothes I took my nightdress, panties and bra off. This made my cock visible which embarrassed me no end. Anne sensed what was wrong and hugged me, telling me not to worry as it did not matter to her and that in time I would have a pussy between my legs just like she had. If there was a moment in our relationship, be that as early as that was or any time since that I could describe as groundbreaking then that was the moment. The night before was no where as real as having some one making a statement like that to you and more so when you knew that she was totally correct. It's one thing to think along those lines but to have it said to you in a very big deal, in fact I saw as a vindication. We showered together soaping each other Anne paying a lot of attention to my chest and my bum, I to her breasts, pussy and bum. We dried of and she asked me what clothes I would like to borrow. We went to her spare room and I picked out a white satin French knickers which left divine on my body. Anne suggested a matching camisole and seeing that I was concerned that it might be visible told me that she had a blouse that was in fact so unfeminine that no one would notice. That was more than enough for me to put the camisole on. Before we left the spare room she made stand in front of a mirror long side me and pointed out that I did even without taking hormones had wide hips for a male and that my nipples on my chest were quite pronounced, quite long and fat, my skin was soft, softer than hers. She continued to compare our bodies, pointing out where I was at least as feminine as her in most things, more so in other ways. We finished dressing and went to work. The day passed slowly, the feel of the silk knickers on my skin was awesome and I was thinking about Anne the whole time. We had agreed to meet after work and the day could not pass fast enough for me. As we had previously arranged we met in reception. The first stop was back to bar we had visited the evening before and found ourselves a quite corner where we would not be overheard. We chatted about our days with Anne calling me Erica which was music to my ears. The conversation started with us talking about work but then turned to us. Anne was very forward and asked me if wanted to move in with her and frankly as they say that question was a no brainer, of course I did. She asked me how far I was willing to go in my quest to be Erica, again which one of easiest questions for me to answer was. I wanted to be the woman I should have been born as; I wanted to live as a woman and more. I wanted to start hormones and in time have full surgery to correct that huge mistake that ruined my life up that point. From the look on Anne's face I had clearly answered the question the way she hoped I would however I could see a question in her eyes. I did not have to ask what that question was, she wanted and more the point needed to know where she was going to be in my new life. I took her hand and told her that I also wanted to be her wife in very sense of the word. That brought a huge smile to her face and she leaned over a have me a kiss. "When the time is right Erica I will ask you to be my wife my love' she said. " I can't wait for the day Anne" I replied. We finished our wine and went to her place. One inside her home I went straight to the spare room and took of my hated male clothing and examined the clothes that was available for me to wear. I wanted to keep the French knickers on but I found an adorable white lacy panty and bra set with a matching garter belt that I just had to wear. I took my knickers off and starting with the garter belt put the lingerie on. I found an unopened pair of sheer stockings that would match what I was wearing. I sat on the bed and slipped the stockings on and started to do the clips. Anne came into the room and helped me with the clips at the back and used the opportunity to rub me between my legs and kiss my neck. She pulled away before we got too passionate telling me that there would be lots of time late. She opened a drawer and produced a pair of breast forms. She had a rather shy look on face as she explained that when she went through her girlie-girl phase she used these to enhance her bust but now there were mine. She slipped them into the cups of my bra giving me a nice full bust. This was the first time that I used breast forms and when I looked in the mirror for the first time I got to see just how I was going to look as a woman. I was amazed and quite taken by what I saw. I had breasts! I should add that they were heavy and when I moved I was very conscious of there weight and how they moved. While I was admiring myself in the mirror Anne picked out a dress for me, it was white, low cut and short. There was a 2' pair of heels that matched what I was wearing and there quickly on my feet and after that I added a little lipstick to my lips and some blusher. We sat and talked at the kitchen table, about our pasts. I related from how a very early age I knew that I was female and how I struggled with the issue, she told me about how she coped with being s lesbian. It was a long chat with lots of tears as we talked, talk fuelled not by alcohol but by caffeine and I guess by the need to share. It was an eye opener for me to realise that been born at least in my eyes blessed with a vagina was not all it might seemed. Anne had been treated badly because of her sexuality and more so because she was `dyke'. It was weird in some way, she could if she had chosen dressed in the clothes that I wanted to do but never had with the exception of her girlie-girl phase did not and society disapproved of this and I was in a similar situation I was transsexual and I wanted to dress as girlie- girl but society would not approve of that either. As we spoke me became very close, I cried as did Anne and we dried each other's tears. I think that's when we became a couple, Anne as very much the dominant partner and I as the submissive. The conversation turned to us and I had no issue declaring that I wanted to be her wife and that I wanted to have my own breasts and a pussy .We talked well into the night and then it was time for bed. Anne led me to her bed as her bride to be. She undressed me down to my lingerie and then produced a strap on which she held in her hands. She asked me if I was sure that I wanted this, I convinced her that there was nothing I wanted more than for her to take me, to fill me up with her cock. She smiled and produced a tube of some lubricant which she smeared over both her cock and pushed more of it inside me. I was so excited as I lay on her bed, my legs spread wide and awaiting my lover. She knelt between my legs and pushed the tip of the phallus against my boy pussy and then she entered me. As she did I gave out a very feminine gasp. She was very gentle as she worked it inside me, filling me up and letting me experience that most female of feelings, penetration. She saw soon fully inside me and started to push in and out. I had been taken before but this time it was different. This time I was in a relationship where I was very much not just a female but a very submissive one at that. The pressure of the phallus against her and I guess what she was doing excited her which I could tell by her own moans of pleasure. I did not touch myself between my legs as she took me, but I did play with my nipples. I was in bliss and both of us came at the same time. I know that what I felt that night was not a true female orgasm but it was most certainly not a male one either. She withdrew the phallus and we hugged and held each other enjoying our post-orgasmic bliss. We undressed and got ready for sleep, I wore the same nightie that I had worn the night before and she wore a cotton pyjama set. Next morning as we did the last time we showered together and as usual I dressed in some sexy lingerie (royal blue panties and a camisole top this time) we went to work. As we walked we talked, Anne referring to me as Erica. She brought up the matter of hormones and surgery and I explained what I knew of what steps had to be taken. As the first was a referral by a doctor she suggested that she arrange an appointment with her doctor to get that referral to which I agreed. She also mentioned that she knew a phycologist who I could go see and get her agreement to hormone therapy and in time surgery however I knew that still left one more psychologist to find and convince. Out side our work place we kissed deeply with Anne whispering on my ear how I was her sexy wife and how she wanted me to spend the next night and every night with. That passionate kiss had been seen by a number of people and as Anne was suspected as being a lesbian the fact that I had `won over' her made me I the eyes of the more red neck co-workers some sort of super stud! Oh at the time all I could think about was, `If only they knew!' Some of the women I could see started to give me a more studied look as I guess they knew that Anne had not suddenly turned heterosexual so then that left the question about how we come were so clearly in love. I could feel their eyes examine my body and undress me. I felt that they could see my lingerie. They did spend more time talking to me and with two of them, Jill and Emma I left my guard down and told them everything which let me the person I really was, that is female which they took in their stride. They kissed me and told me that my secret was safe with them. They were very curious about me and I told them that I would explain all to them, they did ask me if I had a woman's name and I told them. Like the day before the day dragged on punctured briefly by an e-mail from Anne telling me that she had managed to get an appointment for me with her doctor and that it was set for that evening. As soon as work ended I met Anne and we went to her place first where I changed into a pair of her trousers, put on a matching bra to my panties, slipped in my breast forms and added a blouse and low heeled shoes as well as some light makeup. Her doctor's surgery was close and as we waited in reception I could feel all eyes on me and the unspoken question, man or woman? I took some satisfaction from that fact that at least the notion that I was female was on people's minds. We finally got in to see the doctor who was a woman in her 50's at a guess. She had a fantastic manner about her and she put me at ease quite quickly. I was very nervous and it was Anne who explained that I was transgendered. She must have told her previously as the doctor had a questionnaire ready which she went down asking all the questions, they covered all sorts of things and to be honest even knowing what I know now after my transition I still have no idea why she asked some of those questions. She finished and told me that she was happy to refer me to both the phycologist Anne knew and another one who specialised in transgendered patients. She then suggested that it might be a good idea for her to give me a check up to determine if I had any medical issues that would create problems once I started taking female hormones. I was even more nervous that I had been previously as I undid my blouse. The doctor smiled and told me not to be nervous as we were all woman in the office, I took my blouse and camisole off and stood before her naked but for my bra from the waist up. She checked my heart and then my blood pressure and finished by taking a blood sample. I dressed and we left the surgery with the referral in hand. We went back to her place and again we had a very romantic night chatting and getting to known each other a little bit, ending with passionate woman to woman love making or least as well as we could at the time. I licked her out twice and she took me again. I was so natural to be on my back with my legs spread for my lover. The next morning was a Saturday and we spend the early morning lounging around, Anne in her favourite cotton pyjama's and I in my nightie. I had worn my bra to bed and had kept the breast forms in place. I had got used to having them there and as Anne pointed out with a grin it was all good practice. That afternoon and after a quick brunch we showered and got ready to go out as I had to go back to where I was living to sort a few things out. I changed back into my trousers and changed my underwear. This time I wore a very delicate pair of pink panties and as it was rather cool and I would be wearing a jumper and coat I also wore a very cute lace bra which I just had to wear when I saw it. Anne as usual wore her cotton undies, and a very unisex top and trousers. I did not live all that far away and as Anne had a car the journey was quick. I picked up my mail and chatted to my roomies who were all every curious Anne. As we were leaving I asked Anne on the spur of the moment if I could move in with her. Her whole face lite up when she heard my question and her kiss told me that the answer was a most certain big yes. I directed her to where my land lord lived who fortunately was home. I was a little shy telling that I was leaving. His only question was `when' I knew that I had to give four weeks notice and had accepted that even before I told him that I was going. Never the less he asked me when I was planning to go and I did say initially four weeks but then he asked me straight out if I was going to move in with Anne. I told him that I was going to do so and he rather surprised me by saying that as I was being honest and that I had been an exceptional tenant that he was willing to accept one week's notice and that I would get my bond back. Anne back him one of her big smiles, followed by a hug which embarrassed him no end but it did seal the deal. We went back to where I was living and packed up a few of the more important things, mainly documentation but we also took all of Erica's clothes. Anne was impressed with most of my wardrobe but not all of it. The clothes that did not impress her where from my early days, they were far too slutty for her liking and truth be told they were. After dropping what we had collected off at her or rather now I guess our place we went out for a walk. Anne asked me if I would like to meet some of her friends which I did. She understood the unasked question in my mind and she answered it for me. "Yes my love the people I want you to meet tonight are all lesbians and they are in relationships'. I more than a little nervous about meeting her friends for a number of reasons one being just how would they react to my sexuality? I had had some very mixed reactions prior to then from lesbians when they discovered that I was transsexual, the whole spectrum from complete acceptance and support to being physically assaulted. I had told Anne about some of this and she understood my worries. She told me not to worry and that they were not violent and where more than at ease with transsexual's. We spent the afternoon chatting more and soon it was time to get ready for our night out. I showered (alone this time) and then after drying myself off I went to the spare room and examined the lingerie that Anne had given me however I spotted a lilac camisole and french knickers set that I absolutely adored and that was my pick for the night. I sat on the bed and pulled the knickers up my legs and then stood up. I was reaching for the matching camisole when Anne walked in to the room. Seeing my knickered bum she gave a wolf whistle and commented that she was going to have problems keeping her hands of her sexy wife when we were out which made me blush. She sat on the bed as I continued to dress. She asked me that she would like to me to start to do the laundry, cleaning and some of the cooking around the house. I did not even think about it before I replied that of course I would. There was a very nice androgynous pant's that I liked and I had a silk blouse that only if you look very carefully at it would you know it was a woman's blouse. Anne meanwhile had gotten up, showered and gotten dressed in very classy pair of black jeans and white top. Neither of us wore heels, she wore a pair of sandals and I wore my own male shoes. We met her friends at a bar the other side of town. Two of her friends where there when we arrived, Jane who tall well build, busty with long red head with incredible blue eyes and Jill who was a petite blonde with grey eyes. We joined them at there table and over a glass of wine we chatted. I could feel both women look me over very carefully and it was as clear as day light that they were wondering what was going on, From Anne's body language it was obvious that she was in love with me but they knew that she was a hardwired lesbian. They had all been friends for years, Anne having gone to college with Jane. Our conversation started with how our days had gone with the two women rasing their eyebrows when they heard that I was moving in with Jane. They both then started to ask me about myself and I answered all their questions truthfully. I managed to steer the conversation back to them and Jill in particular seemed happy to talk about herself. Time passed and it was clear that the other two were not going to appear which was a relief to be honest as it was hard enough dealing with these two, more specifically with knowing that they both wanted to come straight out and ask what was going on, after all Anne as a lesbian yet here she was with a male. As time passed we drank more and the tension built. I was feeling the effect of the wine but despite the tension I felt comfortable with them and in particular with Jill. In one of those moments that you have where you decide that its best just to get things in the open I decided to come straight out and tell them what was going and well frankly I wanted to be friends with them in the future and well the truth just had to come out. I cleared my throat and then said "I guess you both curious as to why Anne and I are together, well its simple" before I could continue Anne grabbed by wrist and asked me if I was certain that I wanted to do this. Jill and Jane were as they say all ears; Jill in fact was literally half way out of her seat. I looked at Anne and told her that it was only right to be honest and then continued. "Jane, Jill I am transsexual and Anne accepts me as a woman and I hope you will too". Their reaction was interesting; there was the initial silence, tension levels went way up and then Jill stood up and coming around to where I was sitting she kissed me on my lips, telling me that she had sensed that it had to be that and that despite my best efforts she had already guessed that I was transsexual and that she had no issues with this. Jane took my hand and kissed it telling us that Jill spoke for both of them. I started to cry with relief and Anne had tears in her eyes. Jill asked me if I was going to have surgery and I told her that I was planning to have full surgery. Jane commented that she too sensed that I was far too feminine than any male she had met previously and that I was quite lucky in that I did not have any prominent male features and that my bum already had a very feminine shape to it. It must have been the alcohol but as they night went on, I paired off with Jill and Jane with Anne At the end of the night we left as the best of friends and I was feeling particularly good as I had come out to two more people and was accepted as a woman. Anne and I went home and made love before we fell asleep. We had a quite Sunday and then it was back to work on Monday. I got a telephone call from that doctor about midday telling me that she had arranged a session for me with a psychiatrist as my next step and that I was booked in for Wednesday afternoon. It goes without saying that I was delighted however I was a little bit surprised that I was getting and appointment that fast and said as much. She told me that as far as she could see I was the most clear cut example of a male to female transsexual that she had ever met or heard of. As you can guess I was extremely excite and I immediately texted Anne with the news whom I knew to be in a meeting. She relied straight away and suggested that we meet for lunch. We met at our usual place for lunch and exchanged a kiss. I do so love it when she French kisses me! Over our meal we discussed what this meant and other things that I would have to do in the near future. The two most obvious was to get an appointment with another psychiatrist so that I would have their letters endorsing me as transsexual and to go see human resources as I would also have to start living openly as a woman before surgery. The latter was the bit that I was most concerned about but she reassured me that it all be fine and that she had checked company policy on the matter. I asked her about the details and she related what she knew to me. Basically it was standard enough they were supportive and would ensure a harassment free environment. I did wonder about the last bit as any work place can be very nasty and issues can vary from the more open, name calling to the more subtle where you have issues in regards to what toilet that you can use and right enough everything in between. I had been giving that matter some thought in particular in regards to how people would react. I had earlier come out to two other women and their react was positive. When I considered every one that I worked with I came to the conclusion that most of the women out be fine and so would most of the men. There were a few people who I knew from casual chatting to them that they would be very negative. We discussed the matter and all too quickly our lunch break was over and it was back to work. When I got back to my desk I sent personnel an e-mail requesting an appointment to discuss a personal question. With that I went about my work however I was far from productive as my mind was elsewhere. Just before I finished for the day I got a telephone call from personnel suggesting a 9:00 appointment for the next day which I accepted. I booked out the first hour in my calendar and logged off. I met up with Anne in reception and we went home together with her telling me all about her day and I paying rapt attention. We had quickly slipped into a relationship with me as the submissive and very much the wife and she as the dominant and I guess the husband. When we got home we changed out of our work clothes, Anne wearing a pair of jeans and top with sneakers and I wore a denim skirt, a bra, satin top and pantyhose with a pair of flats on my feed. I cooked dinner while Anne watched television. We ate outside on the balcony and chatted more about work and then the topic turned to my various appointments. I told her that I had booked some time with personnel and I was going to be up front and tell that I was going to transition in the work place and I would like their support. We chatted some more and had an early night, making love before we went to sleep. Next morning I dressed and went to work with my appointment with HR very much on my mind. I arrived at the office of the HR person about five minutes early and there was no one there, To be honest I was tempted to make a run for it as my courage deserted me but on the dot on nine someone walked up to the door of the office and opened it. The someone in this case was a rather tall woman who was at a guess in her early fifties and was dressed in what I consider to be very formal, female office wear; grey skirt, white blouse and grey jacket, stocking and low heels with some make up . She noticed me as asked if I was Eric, which I told her that I was and she invited me in. She went to her desk, gestured to a chair to sit and she sat down herself. She waited for a few moments for me to say something and when I did not speak she asked me how she could help me. I was at one of those huge decision points in my life and thankfully I moved forward as it where rather than hide. I told her that I need to understand what company policy was on transsexuals and them transitioning at work. Clearly she understood that this was a sensitive subject and stood up and closed the door to her office. She sat down and again and looked at me carefully, `You are transsexual I take it and wish to have surgery?" she asked and I told that she was correct. "Ok well let's get more comfortable with each other, my name is Tina and your prefer to be called?" she continued. I told her that I preferred to be called Erica. "Ok Erica, the company policy is straight forward and has been updated a few months ago. For starters the anti-bullying rules protect you for any harassment and assuming that you wish to progress with your transition then some of the recent changes are relevant. In a nut shell you are fully protected in regards to keeping your job as well being protected against been denied any promotions or if you apply for another post." The new was a huge relief. I was familiar with most of the companies HR policies at a relatively high level and as such I knew what she would say however to have someone with her authority on the matter confirm it was as I say a huge relief. "Have you given any thought to when you might start your transition? She asked. Odd thing is that beyond wanting to do so and a commitment to myself that I would do so shortly I had not picked a date. I should really have discussed that with Anne however being somewhat spontaneous I decided there and then that I would start the first of the next month which was eight working days away. I told her the date and she wrote in down on a piece of paper. She smiled at me and then told me that there were a few procedural issues that would be best if they were to happen first. I asked her what they were and she told me that my line management would have to be informed and that the people I worked with would also have to inform. Pay records and such like would have to be updated but that was a very simple exercise which she would do. I was surprised that it was that simple and that surprise must have shown on my face. She picked up on that and went into some more detail. "Erica, what we will require will be a signed letter from you informing us that you are starting your transition to being a woman and the date from which you will be living and working full time as a woman. I will take care of the other details from that point". I asked her how many others had taken this step and she hold me that there was eight transwomen and two transmen in the company right now and that four of the transwoman and both transmen were pre-op. I took that information in rather slowly, wondering where they were and how things are really worked out for them. I then asked if any had left the company after coming out. She told me told her that two transwomen had left early the year before and that it was issue around their last few months in the company and why they left that was the recent that company policy was updated. I wondered what had happened and just how effective these changes would me to protect me and other transsexuals. I ask her that and she was not in the least offended or surprised that I asked. She told me that where as she could understand my concerns I had nothing to worry about. Yes there was not much any company could do to stop the odd comment and if people who used to be friendly stopped do so then that to was out of their control however harassment was most certainly something that they could and would stop. She told me that from what she had read and been told that one of the most important factors would be how I and the other women related. That made a lot of sense and said as much. There was a pause and quiet as we both considered what had been said, what had to be done in the near future and well I guess the longer term future would hold. "You know Erica I have HR responsibilities to one of the transwomen. I will talk to her and see if she would like to meet with you" I liked that idea and told her how much I would appreciate it. We talked for a bit more and my time was up. I told her that I would have a signed letter on her desk that day, and left her office I called Anne on her mobile and told her how it went. She insisted that I go to her office and talk. Her office was a few floors up from where I was and I was in her office with on five minutes. She closed the door of her office and gave me a hug and we kissed deeply. Pulling away from each other she asked me how the meeting went and I told her. She was very concerned that I was starting so quickly and asked me a few times if I was certain & I confirmed that I was. She then pointed out that I had a lot of things get do before I started living full time as a woman, the main things being that I had not yet appeared much in public as a woman and that I would need some suitable clothes to wear to work. I had not thought about that in truth and after she had drawn my attention to that I suggested that me telephone Jill and see if she would be interested in going shopping with us for the clothes that I would need. I asked if I should go for suits with skirts rather than trousers rather that mix and match as it were. Anne's view was that at least initially I should wear suits and always wear a skirt. As we talked the enormity of what I was about to embark dawned on me however I was more than willing to go through with this. I am a woman, I was one then and it was time to put things right. After some chat I went back to my own office and wrote the required letter for HR moving the date out another two weeks to give me time to get more experience at being in public as a woman as well to work on my walk and mannerisms. I printed out the letter, signed and dated it and delivered it in person there and then to the woman from HR. I do think that from the first interview earlier in the day she knew that I was serious and I don't think that she expected me to act on producing the letter quite that fast. She read it, commented on the slight change on start date and then franked the letter with a received date and her initials. She then placed it in a folder which I could see had a title, Erica P 'Ok Erica, now that I have this letter we can get things in motion. I have to ask you some questions about what you are about to do' she said. I was expecting a question and answer session and in truth I was a little bit surprised that it did not happen when we spoke the first time. "What you about to start is not going to be easy however there are steps that you take that will make it easier for you and every around you' she paused, looked at me carefully studying my face for my reaction. She then started to talk again 'Have you been out in public as Erica?" I told that I had been but not a great deal. "Ok, make use of the next few weeks in that regard; the more comfortable that you look and act as woman the more people will look at you and see a woman, not a man dressed as one. The next thing to thing about is walking in heels and having appropriate clothes for work and other occasions." I told her that I was comfortable walking in high heels up to 3" and that as for wardrobe the only really gap was work clothing. I also added that I was going clothes shopping at the week end. She smiled and suggested a few boutiques that I should try and she also gave me a list of TS support groups. I was very happy and somewhat amazed at her support. She finished the chat by telling me that as my face as far from the classic masculine and she would not be surprised that I would look quite feminine with some make up but I would be quite attractive. She then told me that her sister was a beautician and that I should go see her for advice on a new look. I left her office for a second time that day and went back to work, I did not concentrate very well and was more than glad when it was lunch time. I met Anne at reception and went out for lunch. Over lunch we talked more about what had been done over the next few weeks and we made list of what had to be done and when. Pretty much everything that was on that list has already been mentioned.