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Get those girls into uniform!
It was a quiet Sunday in Midford, a small English market town. The
pedestrianised centre allowed shoppers to window shop on a quieter crisp
January day with a beautiful blue sky after an overnight frost.
Susan Jenkins was the manager of the local branch of 'Go!' a travel
agency. She didn't normally work at the weekend, but there was a lot of
work to do to prepare a promotion to encourage people to book their
holidays early. She had asked her son Jack to help with the lifting and
carrying of material that had been delivered the previous day. The agency
was normally staffed with the manager, her deputy and six advisors.
Company policy, entirely contrary to employment law, was to only employ
girls for the advisor role. This was why Sue couldn't employ Jack, but
today she was missing two staff, one had been granted exceptional leave
and the other was sick. Sue knew they could have coped normally, but the
extra work in the fit out had persuaded her to bring Jack in to help.
Jack Jenkins, Sue's son, was a lost soul. He had failed his A-levels, so
hadn't gone to uni. This was down to a lack of drive and not knowing what
to do with himself rather than lack of intelligence. He'd been unable to
find much work. A bit of driving or shelf stacking, but most employers
realised he was too clever to want to stay and moved him on after a few
weeks. He loved his mother, father, and older sister Emily, and they were
concerned for his career.
One thing Jack was good at was cycling, he was never going to win Le
Tour, but enjoyed reasonable regional success, and the exercise kept him
fit and trim and gave a purpose to his life. He aspired to the surfer
dude look and kept his blond wavy hair long and his look casual. He had a
girlfriend from school. She had also failed to achieve the expected
grades and was working as a trainee at a local hair salon. She was soon
practising on Jack, keeping his hair well groomed despite his casual
attitude.
Go!'s (all female) staff wore a smart uniform of a tangerine silky blouse
and complimentary orange/brown skirt and waistcoat. All finished off with
a silk scarf in the corporate colours. Normally they arrived in uniform,
there was a matching tailored outdoor jacket, but today as the storeroom
was dusty, they had come in dressed casually in jeans and sweatshirts
intending to change later before the agency opened. Many of the girls
knew Jack well, having seen him with his mother as he grew up, so they
were more than happy to work with him moving and unpacking the Caribbean
Cruise holiday promotion. There were posters and trim items featuring the
various companies involved, along with more esoteric items such as palm
trees, lifebelts and nautical pennants.
Sue had made Jack and the others wear baseball caps to keep their hair
from getting messed by the dust, so as they moved about the shop and into
the window there wasn't a lot of difference in the appearance of all
those working on the display. Particularly when Linda, Sue's second in
command, had jokingly gathered Jack's hair and clipped the hat's adjuster
around it to make a ponytail as some of the girls had done. All the
activity was closely observed by a smartly dressed man making notes while
sat in his 5-series BMW parked in a service road just across the road
from the shop.
In the shop the work was progressing but Sue was starting to worry as the
opening time was approaching and they had not quite finished. She asked
her deputy Linda and three of the advisors to get themselves ready,
leaving Jack and Lizzie to complete the dirty work. The girls released
from the setting-up soon washed and brushed themselves to look smart and
donned their uniforms. The remaining two were getting to the final boxes,
and as it turned out, the dirtiest part of the storeroom. Lizzie was not
pleased to have dirty streaks on her face and when Jack joked with her
about it she made sure he looked just as bad by rubbing her mucky hands
on his cheeks. They were laughing about this when at 11:00 they heard a
strong knock on the shop door.
Linda went to answer the door fully intending to put the customer off as
they weren't quite ready to open as a few boxes hadn't been cleared away.
However when she saw who it was she let the visitor in immediately.
Albert Johnson, the Go! regional manager, was the sort of boss who liked
to give an impression of never being content, excellence was just about
good enough, average was failure. So when he walked in on the agency at
opening time he expected everything to be perfect. Sue knew they weren't
quite there and what his reaction would be. He looked approvingly at the
girls already in uniform and at their desks, but was less pleased at the
appearance of Jack and Lizzie, laughing and joking, carrying the last
boxes out onto the shop floor. He motioned for them to stay where they
were, then inspected the shop d?cor. Sue hurriedly lined up all of the
staff at the rear of the shop, while Albert made his way around making
notes. Linda could see Sue trembling expecting some scathing comment or
maybe worse.
"I have some observations," said Albert.
"Can I just..." Sue tried to explain, but Albert's hand rose quickly to
indicate she should stop talking.
"One. We always open at 11:00. This shop is not safe or ready for
customers."
Sue made to talk but the hand was already raised.
"Two. The display is nearly complete and looks really good, thank-you for
your efforts. I appreciate that. Either we at head office not have
allocated enough time for this to be done or this agency requires some
retraining. I will review the notes I have made this morning while
observing you. Also from memory you appear to be one staff down. I will
discuss this with Mrs Jenkins later."
"Three. We have two staff not in uniform during working hours. I
understand the reasoning why these two ladies are dressed casually and I
observed the rest of you changing before opening but this is a final
warning. Get these two into uniform and this shop ready for business. I
am going to the coffee shop now, I will return in 30 minutes. I expect
all will be as it should be by then."
With that he left. The staff didn't see the wry smile as he closed the
door behind him. 'Be mean to keep them keen,' he thought mischievously.
Linda could see Sue appeared close to tears so she took charge.
"Everyone, quickly, help Jack & Lizzie finish the work, get these packing
crates cleared away and get this shop ready to do business."
She then took Sue by the arm and guided her to her office at the same
time pointing to one of the other girls to get coffees for them.
To Jack, caught up in the rush to finish, there was no implication, but
Lizzie had realised that there was a major problem or an opportunity for
some fun. "Well Jacqueline, we'll need to find you a uniform won't we?"
she said.
"Ha Ha, very funny, but no need, I'll just get gone once I've finished,"
Jack replied with a smile. Lizzie looked serious and led him into the
locker room.
"Jack, I'm not kidding. Albert, sorry Mr Johnson, said we two 'ladies'
had to be in uniform when he returned. Problem for you is this firm
doesn't employ boys in the agencies so a) you shouldn't be here and b)
the only uniforms we have are skirts and blouses."
"Yeah but, Mum'll sort it out."
"No but, your Mum'll get in trouble if they find out you're here and
she'll be in trouble if the girl Albert thought he saw isn't wearing a
uniform. "
"Yeah but, no but."
"Enough Little Britain, we haven't much time. Fortunately we all have
spare uniforms and I think you're about the same size as me. Go strip off
and wash your hands and face and I'll get some things together. We've all
got a bin-bag for our dirty clothes."
Jack was so stunned by the situation he just complied, what else could he
do?
"Have you worn tights before?" asked Lizzie.
"Err, well, yes," Jack replied. Lizzie smiled. "No not like that! I mean
we use them in winter under the leggings when we're cycling."
"Your secret's safe with me. OK take these to that cubicle and get
yourself comfy." She handed him a pair of black opaque tights, black
cotton panties and the uniform skirt. "The waistband has an adjustment.
If you struggle, just shout if you need help. I'll get ready out here. Oh
and take these for footwear. I keep them here in case it's been raining,
they stretch so should fit OK." She put the pair of black ballet flats on
the top of the clothes he had.
"Thanks, I think," he replied.
"You'll be fine, I'm sure we can make you more than passable."
Jack sat in the cubicle holding the clothes Lizzie had given him. There
didn't seem to be much options, and wearing the tights was not unfamiliar
to him. In fact he had found he quite liked it and would leave them on
for a while after his winter cycle rides.
The panties were OK. He was used to wearing forma fitting underwear under
cycling leggings and the tights were good quality, M&S with a nice gloss
finish. He was careful to bunch them up before pulling them gently up his
legs. He usually only shaved in summer, but there wasn't much leg hair
and the tights were thick enough to cover what there was. The skirt was
lined and slightly tight on his waist, so he eased off the waistband a
little. Its close fit also revealed a little too much at the front, so
after a bit of thought he adjusted his equipment back between his legs.
It was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon settled and looked more
appropriate. The feel of the satin like material on the glossy tights was
very nice indeed.
"You OK?" Lizzie called after a few minutes.
"Ready as I ever will be, are you decent?" Jack responded.
"Out you come cheeky," she replied.
He emerged in the skirt and tights, a very unfamiliar feeling. He was
surprised to find two girls accompanying Lizzie who was already fully
dressed and touching up her makeup in the mirror.
"Don't look so worried, Evie is good at styling hair and Marie will do
your makeup. I'll fix your nails. Now sit down here." Lizzie got up from
the chair in front of the mirror once she had finished her own look with
lipstick.
Jack felt he didn't have a choice. He didn't want to get his mother into
trouble, so just did as he was told. He had noticed in the past that the
girls always had professional looking makeup. A bit like air
stewardesses, it must be a company requirement.
"This won't be perfect. We haven't got enough time, but we don't want you
to stand out from the rest of us. Fortunately you've shaved today and I
think I can do something with this hair," said Evie.
"Now close your eyes and think of England. It won't hurt a bit, well not
much anyway," Lizzie was teasing. "Put your hands on the table and I'll
stick these false nails on."
Jack felt his hair being pulled by a brush and heard and smelt hairspray,
along with the various creams and pencils on his face. After Lizzie had
finished his nails she asked him to raise his hands and he felt a bra
being fitted, then filled with some padding and re-positioned. After that
the blouse, which Lizzie buttoned for him, as the girls were still
working. This was followed with the waistcoat and the silk scarf. The
feel of the bra and the way his extended chest fitted in the tailored
blouse was very unusual.
"OK open your eyes." Marie was adding mascara now. Now she handed him a
lipstick. "I've outlined your lips, just fill in, don't overdo it, then
blot on this tissue."
Jack did as he was told, then Marie painted on a gloss coat.
"A couple of final touches." Jack felt his earlobes pinched. "Don't
worry, they're just clip-ons. I've been too much of a wimp to get mine
pierced." Lizzie smiled at the beautified boy, then pinned a name badge
on him. Jacqueline was born.
"I look like my sister..." Jack said as he stared at his image in the
mirror. "This is very weird." The girl in the mirror was not a beauty by
any means, but certainly didn't look like a boy. The uniform and the
makeup combined to present a feminine image.
"I could do a lot better with more time," said Marie, "but you'll fool
most men."
"Excellent work girls," said Lizzie.
The door opened and Linda came in. "I wondered where you'd all got to.
Are you finished with the stock and ready for work now Lizzie?"
"Yes all sorted," Lizzie replied. "Marie & Evie have been helping."
"Thanks girls. What's happened to Jack, is he still in the storeroom?
We'll have to get him out before Mr Johnson arrives." Linda was looking
worried.
"It's OK, we've taken care of Jack," replied Lizzie as she spun
'Jacqueline' in the chair to face Linda. "May I present your new member
of staff."
"Oh my, oh my dear, what have they done to you?" Linda was taken aback,
but saw the funny side and smiled warmly at the feminised boy.
Jack smiled back. "I'm trying a new look. You like?"
"Mr Johnson did say to get both of those girls into uniform and we
thought you'd have had to explain why Jack was working here," Lizzie
explained.
"I think his Mum was planning to tell the truth," said Linda
thoughtfully. "OK. OK. We are where we are, there's no time to change him
back, let's go with it. I think it will make Sue smile at the very least.
If Mr J figures it out we'll just say we were following orders. I'll take
the hit if there's any blame. Let's get our new girl out there quickly,
so the inevitable surprise and fuss has died down before 'you know who'
arrives."
Linda took 'Jacq' by the hand. "Come on you, you're either brave or daft
or both. I'll do a quick presentation to your colleagues and your mum and
then get you onto some screen work at a desk at the back of the shop,
which should lower your profile. Remember small delicate steps, move with
grace and elegance, head up and keep your voice light."
They walked out together, everyone but Sue knew what was happening so
they were looking to see what the girls had managed to do to Jack.
"Ladies may I present your new colleague for today only. Give them a
twirl Jacqueline."
'Jacq' spun on the ball of her foot and got a round of applause from the
girls.
"He's lovely," said one.
"Now everyone, please be aware that until Mr J has gone HER name is
Jacqueline and SHE is one of us, so please be careful. We need to keep
her with as low a profile as possible to avoid detection."
The commotion had attracted Sue's attention, so she was already opening
her office door as Linda brought 'Jacq' to see her. She looked out and
saw a gaggle of her girls in their uniforms, until 'Jacq' turned to face
her and they made eye contact. "Oh my giddy aunt, get yourself in here
young errr lady, you too Linda."
'Jacq' and Linda followed Sue back into her office and she closed the
door behind them.
"What on earth is going on here? Have I not got enough stress?" Sue was
getting emotional again.
Linda spoke up first. "This isn't Jack's fault. He was taken over by
Lizzie and she thought she was helping and protecting you. I've told her
and the others that helped, that I appreciate their intentions were good,
but it wasn't the wisest course of action. I will take responsibility for
any fallout."
"Mum, Mr Johnson said we two had to get into uniform. Lizzie was worried
that he would spot a boy working on-site against company policy and so
she asked me to do this. It seemed like the safest way out. I look OK as
a girl, if I keep in the background we should get away with it." Jack had
thought he was helping, now he felt he'd made things worse.
"Oh my boy what am I going to do with you? I really do appreciate your
help this morning and I'm sure you didn't follow this course of action
lightly. How do you feel?"
"It's a strange feeling of comfort, discomfort and the makeup is very
odd. I'm very aware of the makeup on my eyes and face. I'm sorry Mum, I
thought Lizzie's idea would help you."
"Well if it works, it will. There's no time for you to change now and you
are right, we have the same compliment of staff as when Mr J arrived this
morning. He will see an agency full of female staff as he likes it. You
are convincing as a girl at first glance, which should be enough for
today. Your sister will think she has a twin. If you're going to take it
up full time we'll need to improve a few things."
"Muuum this is a one-off!" Jack replied.
"Only kidding, I'm getting my MoJo back. Thanks darling, I do appreciate
what you have tried to do. Now remember, it's Sue or Mrs Jenkins for the
rest of the day until I get my son back." A loud knock and the agency
door opening announced the return of Albert Johnson. "OK Linda, take care
of HER, I'll deal with cheery chops. Take care."
"Yes Mrs Jenkins," 'Jacq' smiled as she left the office. Linda quickly
directing her past Mr Johnson to a data processing terminal and started
to instruct how to input the customer data from booking forms.
Albert had knocked and entered without waiting to be admitted. He found
the agency neat and tidy, the staff were all present and correctly
attired. "Much better everyone," he said as he walked towards Sue's
office, pausing to let Sue's deputy Linda and a staff member leave.
"That was test one," whispered Linda to 'Jacq'. "He didn't appear to
notice anything untoward, has he met you before?"
"No, only my dad at an evening do. I've heard he's like a breath of hot
air. All bluster and less substance."
"Right then, use my sign in and I want you to enter these hand written
forms into the database. I'll show you how to link the customer
references. When you've finished, come over to me for some more. We'll
try to keep you in the background, but if a customer asks for help find
the appropriate brochure then get me, Lizzie, or one of the other girls
to help. You can sit in with me later, hopefully Mr. J will be gone
soon."
"Is he going to give mu... sorry Mrs. Jenkins a hard time?"
"Probably not, I think he feels he has to be seen to be authoritative."
Linda smiled and tried to calm the nervous boy. "Are you OK now?"
"Yes, while the clothes fit OK, they still feel a bit strange, the bra
particularly. It's a strange mix of light and smooth with a bit of
restriction," 'Jacq' replied.
"Have you ever worn a skirt before?"
"No, I've never even been to a fancy dress party, although I am used to
cycling leggings and tights."
"OK, I'm sure you'll be fine, you will find typing with shaped nails is
fun too."
"Hello again Mrs. Jenkins." Albert Johnson strode into Sue's office.
"Good morning to you Mr. Johnson. Please take a seat."
"No, not just yet, I shall march up and down and wave my arms in an
aggressive manner, I may even feel the need to point at the sales chart."
"Albert, you are a wicked man." Sue kept a stern expression.
"Sue, I know, but this is the bit where you're supposed to be frightened
of me, remember."
"Oh yes I forgot. However I think my staff are suitably intimidated now."
"Did you do your 'close to tears' routine?"
"Of course, you trained me well. Shall we pretend to look at some
documents on my desk while we chat?"
"Excellent idea, I'll wait a while then I can frighten your new girl by
asking for some drinks."
"Naughty. Do you like the display then? It did take longer than we
thought and there was a lot of dusty packaging."
"I've been observing from when you opened, head office had a clean
storeroom and more people who knew the material. Just as well you had
your lad in to help then, he's scrubbed up quite well hasn't he?"
"Yes with Lizzie and Linda's help it looks like we might have a new
member of staff, thanks for your suggestion after I mentioned I'd found
he appeared to like wearing tights." Sue finally smiled. "I knew I
couldn't employ him directly, but your plan has worked well so far."
"He doesn't know I'm going to say I'm locating myself here for a while
does he?"
"Only after we've shown you all the staff including him on rota for the
week, he thinks that you're only here for part of today."
"Sue, you are well on the way to being as wicked as me. Time for coffee I
think."
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