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Mademoiselle's Closet By Sheila Anne Morgan The headline in the box read; "Mademoiselle's Closet is pleased to announce the winner of the Mademoiselle's Girl selection is Suzette from California," Below the headline was a picture of a very pretty young woman dressed in one of Mademoiselle's creations. The smile on her face showed just how happy she was to be selected as this year's winner. Little was known outside of the management of the Mademoiselle's Closet of how the Mademoiselle's Girl was selected. There were no entry forms to be filled out. There were no contests. The girls were secretly nominated by the store directors of each of the stores and were personally selected by the owner of the chain, Ms Elaine Gillman. The nominations were supported by security camera footage showing the girls shopping in one of the stores and then by a personal interview with Ms Gillman. The prize was a yearlong contract to be the feature model for Mademoiselle's Closet in all of their newspaper and Internet ads. It also included a weeklong makeover at one of Mademoiselle's Closet spas, huge discounts on clothing, travel and personal appearances at selected Mademoiselle's Closet stores throughout the year. To draw the lucky girl into the store there was a huge, one-day birthday event that the girl was sure to participate in. When she came into the store to shop or to pick up her purchases she had ordered online she would be taken back to the office where she would be interviewed by Ms Gillman and offered the prize. Thousands of girls and young women were disappointed every year that they were not chosen. Ms Gillman was always on the lookout for that special candidate that had the special qualities she desired. She wanted girls who were not girls. She particularly wanted young men who enjoyed secretly dressing as women and were undetectable to almost anyone who saw them. Her store directors were always on the lookout for just the right candidate as it meant a huge bonus for them. They saved the names and videotape information on likely young men whenever they shopped the stores and submitted it directly to Ms Gillman. She would catalog each of the entries and make her selection a month or so before the Birthday Event ad. Then she would be at the selected store when the luck young man would arrive. The young man would be invited back to the director's office where he would be introduced to Ms Gillman. All of the men were highly embarrassed that their carefully thought-out ruse of shopping for a girlfriend or picking up her online purchases had been seen through. At first they all declined the prize, but Eileen Gillman was the consummate saleswoman and in almost every case she convinced the candidate that he would have a year of living his dream in complete unanimity. Tom Sullivan was led back to the director's office shortly after he entered the store to pick up his online purchases. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong and wondered why the store director would want to see him in her office. Tom was about five foot seven inches tall and very slim. His sandy brown hair was about shoulder length and he kept it tied back in a ponytail. He was dressed very conservatively on a button-down collared shirt and khakis. There were no outward signs of his secret compulsion. He had often taken advantage of the online sales at Mademoiselle's Closet's website and would always opt for the free shipping if he picked up his purchases at a local store instead of having them home delivered. He loved the sexy designs and high quality that were offered by Mademoiselle's Closet and their sales always made their clothing and accessories very affordable. Their annual Birthday Event was the best sale of the year and he always saved to buy that special something. Tom was ushered into the office where Ms Gillman stood to greet him. He knew immediately who she was as her picture was always on the emails he received announcing the Mademoiselle's Closet sales. She was a very attractive woman in her early forties and was dressed in a very stylish cranberry suit with a pink, silk blouse. "Mr. Sullivan it is a pleasure to finally meet you," she said as she extended her hand. Tom was confused as he shook her hand. He knew that he hadn't told anyone his name since he walked into the store. Even so, Ms Gillman knew his name and seemed like she was waiting to meet him personally. She took a seat next to him instead of behind the desk. "Ms Gillman, what is this all about? Have I done something wrong?" "Please have a seat, Tom. May I call you Tom? You can call me Elaine. I have something very important I would like to discuss with you." "Yes, you can call me Tom, Ms..er Elaine. How did you know my name?" "Tom, I know a lot of things about you, even some things you thought nobody knew. I have an offer to make to you, which I think you will find very lucrative and that will make your most secret dreams come true." Tom was beginning to worry that she had found out about his crossdressing and was about to blackmail him. He wiped his sweaty palms on his pants as he waited for her to accuse him of being a pervert and threaten to ruin his life. "Relax, Tom, I am not going to ask you to do anything you don't want to do. I have a competition among my store directors to find a likely candidate for the following year's Mademoiselle's Girl winner." "Just a minute, Elaine. What does that have to do with me? I'm a guy!" "That's right, Tom, you are a guy. And all of the evidence points to the fact that you like to occasionally wear some of the prettiest creations Mademoiselle's Closet has to offer. What I am going to offer you is a chance to take you fantasies to a level you never could have dreamed possible. I would like for you to become the next Mademoiselle's Girl." "Elaine, I have never been outside of my apartment dressed as a girl. I didn't think anyone suspected," Tom said as he inadvertently admitted to crossdressing. "Millions of guys are crossdressers. Some just do it in the privacy of their homes and some take it to the next level and go out in public dressed as women. I'm sure that you never suspected that all four of the previous Mademoiselle's Girls have been crossdressers. That's right, Tom, and before becoming a Mademoiselle's Girl only one had ever ventured out in public." "But they're so pretty. I could never look like one of them." "Tom, I think you don't know just how pretty you could be after a week at Mademoiselle's Spa. None of the four previous Girls were any different than you. I have a contract here that spells out just what I am ready to offer you. It will be much easier if we both go over it together than if I tell you the offer and then we have to review the contract. Shall we sit over at the table?" Tom nodded and Elaine moved over to a conference table and indicated a seat next to her. She removed a legal looking sheave of papers from a file folder with his name on it as she slid her chair close to his. Tom was in shock as he sat next to the beautiful and powerful Elaine Gillman. He never in his wildest dreams imagined that the pretty Mademoiselle's Girls were really men. He had always dreamed that he was a Mademoiselle's Girl when he wore the pretty dresses and lingerie he bought from Mademoiselle's Closet. Now it seemed like the owner was about to make him an offer to be just that for the next year. "Tom, I have done a lot of research into your background. Let me assure you that I have not broken any privacy laws to gain the information, but I wanted to be reasonably certain that there were no impediments to you accepting my offer. I know that you are single with no close family or relationships where anyone would question your being away for a year. From looking at the collection of clothing, shoes and lingerie you have purchased from us I can see you like feeling pretty and sexy. What I would like to offer you is a contract to live as a Mademoiselle's Girl for the period of one year starting tomorrow. Don't worry about your job, we will take care of that and can promise you an even better one at the end of the year. In fact it is spelled out on the contract. You will be paid $50,000.00 plus benefits. You will be provided an apartment and clothing. The clothing will be yours to keep after your year is up. You will have a personal assistant who will coach you in being a sophisticated young woman and a model. For the next year we want you to think of yourself as a pretty girl, not a man masquerading as a woman. And we will do everything to help you feel that way." Tom was dumbstruck. The salary was almost three times the amount he was earning in his current dead-end job and the clothing he would receive was an added bonus. He was still unsure of how well he could look or act like a woman. He asked Elaine how this was possible and she assured him they had done this four times previously and no one had ever suspected the ruse. She told him she got a kick out of transforming willing young men into beautiful women and then using them as models for her business. Tom was still unsure but he was at least going to try to fulfill his dream. After all it wasn't like Elaine was asking him to do anything permanent. After a year he could go back to being Tom at a better paying job than he had now. He and Elaine reviewed the last of the contract and then they both signed. "Do you have a femme name, Tom?" "I like to think of myself as Suzette when I am dressed." "That's such a pretty name. I think it suits you. Marie, the store director, has your purchases ready. There is no charge; you are an employee as of now. There will be a limousine at your apartment at seven AM tomorrow morning. You don't need to bring anything with you we will have someone pack up your things and put them in storage and send Suzette's clothes to San Francisco. The next morning a limousine pulled up in front of the apartment complex and a pretty, young woman in a chauffeur's uniform got out and opened the door for Tom. She asked him for the keys to his apartment and then drove him to the private air terminal at the airport. Tom was whisked onboard a small business jet and offered a drink. Minutes after the door closed the plane was climbing into the heavens. Tom leaned back in the comfortable leather seats and wondered what the next year would have in store for him. The plane landed at a small airport and a young woman driving a limousine again met Tom. They drove for several miles until the limousine pulled between the gates of a palatial estate with a brass plaque next to the gate that announced that they had arrived at Mademoiselle's Spa and Resort. A young woman about his age greeted Tom. "Suzette, I am so glad to finally meet you. My name is Jennifer and I will be your personal assistant and companion for the next year." Tom blushed as he took her hand. No one had ever called him Suzette and dressed as a male he sure didn't feel like Suzette. "Don't be embarrassed. In a little while you will have forgotten that your name was ever anything other than Suzette. You are going to experience so many new and wonderful things in the next week that your head will be spinning. Think of this as girly boot camp." Tom gave her a weak smile as she led him down a corridor to his suite. The suite was more lavish than anything Tom had ever been in before. There was a large, modern kitchen and a great room as he and Jennifer entered the suite. The far wall was completely glass and opened onto a large patio overlooking the meticulously manicured lawns and gardens. There were two rooms off of the great room. Jennifer pointed to the one that would be hers and then took Tom into the one on the opposite wall. Again the room was elegant. There was a sitting area with a fireplace and a semi-enclosed bedroom area. The bed was a massive king-size bed with a canopy. Everything in the room was very feminine. The adjoining bath had a large garden tub and a shower. A vanity and sink took up one wall. Jennifer took Tom into the walk-in closet and picked out an ankle-length skirt and peasant blouse. She handed Tom a pair of silk panties and told him to take off his male clothes and put on the panty, skirt and blouse as he had an appointment at the salon. They left and walked across the grounds to another building that looked more like a house than a spa. Suzette was introduced to Monique who would begin her transformation. Monique asked Suzette to remove her clothes and lie face down on the table in the center of the room. Suzette could feel Monique covering her skin with a thick lotion and then rubbing it in. After several minutes her skin started to tingle and itch. Monique used a wet cloth to wipe off the lotion and then asked Suzette to turn over. She placed a towel over Suzette's loins as she repeated the process on Suzette's legs and chest. When her legs and chest were covered Monique removed the towel and gently massaged the lotion into Suzette's cock and balls. Monique gave Suzette the most memorable hand-job she had ever had and she exploded her creamy cum into a tissue Monique held over her sensitive cock-head. After removing the lotion and applying a soothing lotion to Suzette's body Monique applied the lotion to Suzette's face, being careful to not get any on her eyebrows. This was followed by a facial massage and then a mudpack. While the mudpack was on Suzette's face Monique attached breastforms to her chest and then Suzette could feel Monique working her softened cock into some kind of sleeve. The sleeve was then glued between her legs after her balls had been tucked up into her body. Suzette had often tucked herself and the feeling wasn't uncomfortable although she had never restrained herself except with a tight pair of panties. Now she wondered how she was going to pee without ungluing the sleeve. When Monique removed the mudpack and allowed Suzette to stand she felt the weight of the breasts pulling on her chest and looked down to see a narrow vee of pubic hair and the lips of a vagina at the juncture of her hairless legs. Monique then handed Suzette a terrycloth robe and took her into another room where there was a single beautician's station. She washed and trimmed Suzette's shoulder length hair. Then she proceeded to put it in rollers. Next Monique applied a perm solution and started to work on Suzette's toenails. When the timer went off Monique neutralized and rinsed the perm solution. Suzette was placed under a dryer and Monique started on her fingernails. Silk-wrap extensions were added and then filed to square French tips that extended about a half inch past the ends of Suzette's fingers. Suzette felt a stirring between her legs as she looked at her elegant fingers. After her hair was dry Suzette was led back to the beautician's chair and Monique unrolled her hair and combed it out. She would not allow Suzette to look in the mirrors behind her, as she wanted her to see the finished product. Monique trimmed and waxed Suzette's eyebrows and then began applying foundation to her face. She explained exactly what she was doing as she did each step. Suzette listened and picked up some tips she knew would help her apply her own make up in the future. Suzette stood up when Monique was finished with her make up and dropped the robe she was wearing. Monique handed her a white, silk and lace bra and panty set to put on. Although Suzette had shaved her legs several times in the past the feel of the satin sliding up her legs was exquisite. She had to lean forward to nestle her new breasts into the cups of the bra before reaching behind her and fastening the tiny hooks. In the past she had always stuffed the bra cups after she had fastened it in place. Monique had pulled a curtain over the mirrors behind her chair before she handed Suzette a matching garterbelt and stockings. Suzette fastened the garterbelt and sat in a chair as she rolled the stockings up her shapely legs. Monique was impressed at how easily Suzette dressed herself in the lingerie and how she slid the garters under her panties before she fastened the lacy welts to the tabs. Obviously she had done this many times in the past. Monique handed Suzette a gold dress and watched as Suzette carefully pulled it over her head and smoothed it before reaching behind herself and sliding the zipper up. As she knew it would, the dress fit perfectly and the hem came to the middle of her thighs. She stepped into a matching pair of four-inch, gold heels and turned to allow Monique to inspect the finished product. Monique brushed a couple of curls into place and led Suzette over to a wall covered with a drape. She stood Suzette in front of the drape and asked her if she was ready to see herself. Suzette nodded and Monique pulled the drapes open. Suzette stared at the beautiful girl in the mirror. A lovely smile lit up her face as she turned and posed. She then went over to Monique and gave her a big hug and thanked her for the wonderful job she had done. "I had a good foundation to work with and Ms Gilman know what she is doing when she picks her Mademoiselle's Girls." Suzette left the salon and found Jennifer waiting for her. She blushed when Jennifer told her how lively she looked and suggested it was time for her to show the world her new look. It was evening and Jennifer led Suzette to the spa's restaurant were they had a light dinner. Jennifer would correct any action that Suzette would make that was not feminine as she ordered or ate. This was the beginning of boot camp and Jennifer was going to be a tough drill sergeant. After dinner Jennifer told Suzette to grab her purse and follow her. She headed across the restaurant and Jennifer held open the door marked Ladies. Suzette stopped in her tracks. "I've never been in a ladies restroom before," she admitted. "You're one of us now. You are going to see the inside of hundreds of ladies restrooms over the next year. A girl has to fix her lipstick and powder her nose after eating. Remember that you are the representative for Mademoiselle's Closet and Ms Gillman expects you to always be carefully groomed when out in public." That night, after removing her make up and carefully putting her clothes away, Suzette slipped on a sheer, pink baby-doll nightgown and slipped into one of the most comfortable beds she had ever been in. She lay there thinking about everything that had happened to her since she had left Tom's apartment early this morning. She had often dreamed about what life would be like as a girl although she had never had the courage to ever face the world as Suzette. In her fantasy world she wore the finest of lingerie and the sexiest clothes from Mademoiselle's Closet and other online women's clothing outlets. She would spend many hours working and lounging around her apartment dressed in skirts and blouses, wearing high heels and stockings. Her make up was always tastefully done, but no one had ever had the chance to appreciate Suzette. She lived behind closed doors. Now Suzette was free and would never return to her lonely closet. She snuggled under her covers and slept peacefully through the night. The next morning Suzette awoke to the smell of fresh coffee. She slipped out of bed and went to her bathroom to relieve herself before slipping on a sheer robe, that matched her nightgown, and high-heeled slippers. She made her way into the great room where Jennifer was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a bowl of fruit. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!" Jennifer said as Suzette went to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup of coffee. "There is a bowl of fruit or some yogurt in the refrigerator if you would like some." Suzette grabbed a yogurt and sat across from Jennifer. "What's happening today?" "Today's your first real day of basic training. We have just two weeks to make sure that you are all the girl you can be." "What happens after two weeks?" "Ms Gillman introduces you to the world as this year's reigning Mademoiselle's Girl at a big press conference." "Will I be ready by then?" Suzette asked with a worried look on her face. "Trust me, girl, you will be more than ready. When Ms Gillman introduces you there will be no doubt that you are truly a Mademoiselle's girl." Suzette didn't know how prophetic Jennifer's use of the words 'basic training' was. Although Jennifer was kind, everything Suzette said or did was critiqued and her failings were corrected on the spot. Her make up skills were perfected and she was reminded constantly to check herself for smudged lipstick or a hair out of place. Jennifer took her out in public dressed in the shortest of mini-skirts and tight, low-cut tank tops to get her use to being admired as a pretty girl. Suzette had to always be aware of how she stood, stooped and sat, as any wrong movement would flash her panties to anyone who would care to look. There was also speech training that had Suzette substituting 'sweet' and 'adorable' for some of the male adjectives she had formerly used. She was taught to be more demonstrative with her hands. Although there were no guns and she didn't have to crawl through the mud on her belly the training was every bit as grueling as any training an Army recruit was ever put through. By the end of the two weeks Suzette didn't make a gesture or utter a word that wasn't feminine. The night before the press conference Suzette and Jennifer were invited to Ms Gillman's mansion for dinner. Suzette was dressed in a floor- length, strapless, red gown. Monique had styled her hair and redone her toe and finger nails to match the dress. She had long, diamond earrings, which almost brushed her creamy shoulders, and a matching choker and bracelet. Her red heels were five-inch spikes, which she was adept in gracefully moving in. She seemed to float across the huge foyer. Jennifer beamed as Suzette gently took Elaine's hand and they gave each other air kisses on the cheek so as not to muss their make up. Elaine told Suzette how beautiful she looked and praised how feminine she was. Suzette blushed and told Elaine that all of the credit went to Jennifer and Monique. "Don't be so humble, dear. I know just how much work you had to do to become the lovely creature I see in front of me. Monique can work her magic with make up and hair styling and Jennifer can suggest ways for you to be perceived as a genetic woman but you have to learn the lessons and become the woman you now are." Dinner was as elegant and sumptuous as Suzette had suspected it would be. Elaine talked about what the next few months would be like for Suzette as she traveled the country to attend the openings of new stores and modeled for weekly ads. The next morning Suzette was escorted on stage by a handsome, young man in a tuxedo. She was dressed in a golden, floor-length gown that hugged her corset-enhanced figure. She walked down the runway as Elaine introduced her to the assembled reporters and photographers. Her picture was taken repeated as she smiled at the audience. Jennifer had trained her well as she was not nervous and knew that she was the lovely, young woman she appeared to be. Every crossdresser dreams of being dressed in public and everyone seeing her for the girl she appears to be. Suzette was going to be this girl for the next twelve months and dressed as a girl 24/7. Tom was in the closet now. Mademoiselle's Girls were only known by their first names and the states they came from to protect their identities. This would keep some nosy reporter or fan from learning their true identity and the fact that they weren't genetic girls. Over the next few weeks Suzette found out just how busy the life of a Mademoiselle's Girl is. She flew to two Grand Openings where she autographed photos and modeled some of the newest designs. She had many photographs taken as she modeled clothing for the weekly ads and Internet catalog. Her picture was featured in every ad and several times in the catalogs. As Elaine Gillman, Jennifer and Suzette were traveling in the corporate jet to another Grand Opening Suzette turned to Elaine and asked, "Elaine, I know that my contract states that I am not allowed any medical procedures or piercings without your written consent. I was wondering if I would be able to get breast implants. These glue-on breastforms are giving me a rash and I have to remove them every couple of days and use a cr?me to keep them from becoming inflamed." Elaine turned and looked at the lovely, young woman seated across the aisle from her. She was dressed in a long-sleeved, satin blouse that was open enough to show a hint of her lace bra. Her long legs were encased in slacks with her nylon-covered toes peeking from the hem. Her black, four- inch heels lay under the seat. Her hair and make up were flawless as usual. It was impossible for Elaine to picture her as the pleasant looking young man she had interviewed just a couple of months ago. Without showing the emotion she felt, Elaine replied, "Suzette, you know that is a big step. Breast augmentation is reversible but it is major surgery. Are you sure that is what you want?" "Yes, Jennifer and I have talked about it and I am pretty sure that after this year is over that Tom will still be in the closet. I would also like to have laser hair removal done on my face and chest. I understand that this is not reversible and I would never be able to grow a beard or a moustache. But I think that never having to shave and being able to be seen without make up are worth having it done. I want you to be proud of me and not have to worry about someone seeing stubble on my face or the seam where the breastforms attach to my chest." "If you are sure this is what you want I will be glad to sign off on it. We have a contract with a plastic surgeon that has done some work on our models and we will get you scheduled to see her. Monique can do the laser hair removal at the spa as that is a service we offer our customers during their stay at the spa." A smile crossed Elaine's lips as she turned back towards the window. None of the previous Mademoiselle's Girls had asked for breast augmentation or hair removal this early in their transformation. Several weeks later Suzette sported her own C cup breasts and Monique had completely removed any traces of facial hair except her eyebrows that had been shaped so that she would not need to have them waxed again. A few days later Suzette strutted into the living room like a runway model and struck a pin-up pose in front of Jennifer. Suzette was wearing a skimpy bikini and heels. There wasn't enough material in the bikini to make a good hankie. It consisted of three yellow triangles and some strings that barely covered her pussy and nipples. "Get your suit on, Jenny, I want to show these babies off." "Why bother to wear those few scraps of cloth? They barely hide anything. You're lucky that it's Sunday and there aren't any guys working around the estate. You would cause some major boners and work stoppage dressed like that." Jenny put on her suit, which was more conservative, and they walked over to the pool. The women lying around the pool made some appreciative comments as Suzette removed her beach robe and stepped into the water. Over the next couple of weeks Jennifer and Elaine both noticed that Suzette was more confident when she was out in public and the clothes she wore tended to show off more of her newly acquired charms. Elaine couldn't have been more pleased at how Suzette was turning out. Elaine called Suzette into her office and said, "Suzette, I would like you to meet with our staff psychologist this afternoon." "Is there some problem, Elaine?" "No, it's something I have each of the girls do after they have been here for a couple of months. I want to make sure there are no psychological problems arising from cross-dressing continuously for a long period of time. If she sees a problem that we can't resolve we will terminate the agreement and let you go back to your male self." "Elaine, I can assure you that I am living my fondest dream. I'm not even sure that I want that guy...What's his name?...Oh yeah, Tom...back in my life." Elaine smiled at the response Suzette gave her and said, "Just meet with Dr Casey and let her give me her report. She may find some deep problem that even you are not aware of. I don't like surprises." Later that afternoon Suzette met with Dr Casey who gave her a battery of tests and asked some very pointed questions. She seemed pleased with the answers she received. Dr Casey sat in a chair across from Suzette and asked, "Suzette have you ever considered taking female hormones?" "Yes, of course. Doesn't every crossdresser dream of becoming more feminine and want the soft skin and sexy curves of a woman? I guess I have thought even more about it since I have been living as a woman full time and acquired these breasts." "You understand that the changes are more than physical. The hormones also change a person emotionally. As I see that you have had breast augmentation and laser hair removal are you considering hormone replacement therapy?" "I would like that, but I don't know how that would affect my contract as I am not supposed to take any drugs unless they are medically prescribed." "Suzette, I am a medical doctor and can prescribe them if you want. I can assure you that Elaine Gillman will have no problem with you taking them. If, in the future you want to stop taking them your body will allow your male hormones to reverse any changes over time." Suzette walked out of Dr Casey's office with her prescription and a new direction in her life. Over the next months Elaine and Jennifer noticed that Suzette was becoming more poised and outgoing when she was in public. She was happy to autograph photos at her appearances around the country. Elaine even had photographs produced for her to sign for the many fans that came to the grand openings and special events. All of the Mademoiselle's Girls had been popular but Elaine sensed that there was something special about Suzette and she was pleased that she had made the right choice for this year's Girl. Elaine was seeing that the Mademoiselle's Girls were becoming a cult similar to the Playboy Bunnies or Hooter's Girls. She was looking for a way to capitalize on their popularity when Jennifer suggested a reunion for the grand opening of their next store. Elaine had been looking for something special for the next grand opening as this store would be her hundredth store and was going to be in a very prestigious center. As all four of the previous Mademoiselle's Girls still worked for the company and had chosen to continue living as women it would not be a problem getting them together for a reunion. Suzette had met all of the previous Mademoiselle's Girls at one time or another but had not been told they had been her predecessors. She was surprised that Jennifer had been the first Mademoiselle's Girl and Monique had been the third. The other two girls were Kristen, who managed a store in Florida and Heather, who managed the promotions department. Suzette had never suspected that Jennifer and Monique were not genetic women. The next several weeks were a whirlwind of activities as photographs were taken and dresses were chosen in preparation for the grand opening and reunion. The new store was to be Mademoiselle's Closets' one-hundredth store and was going to be in a very prestigious center. Elaine gave Heather a free rein to make this the best grand opening ever. Heather did teaser ads in the local papers and on TV. The morning of the grand opening the five girls were lined up alongside Elaine as she cut the ribbon. Monique had done bridal make up and elaborate hairstyles on her four sisters and herself and they were dressed in glamorous evening gowns. The girls spent the rest of the day seated behind a table signing a group photo for their fans. Each evening was like a big pajama party as the girls gathered in their suite dressed in their sexy nighties. They discussed how much their lives had changed over the past several years and how much they enjoyed working for Elaine Gillman. Elaine was pleased at how well the girls bonded and knew she was going to have more of these gala grand openings in the future. The sales and profits had been spectacular and well offset any additional expense she had incurred. Elaine called Suzette into her office and when they were seated in the comfortable chairs that Elaine used for informal meetings, Elaine said. "Suzette, as you know your year is almost up and it is time to crown a new Mademoiselle's Girl. I have chosen a new girl and she will be here next week to start her year." Suzette looked sad that her year was coming to an end so soon. "I know, Elaine, this has been the best year of my life and I hate to see it end." "What I want to talk to you about is taking a position with Mademoiselle's Closet. As you remember, I told you we would find you a job making considerably more than you had been making last year. You have the option of going back to being Tom and we will find you a suitable job with another company or you can continue living as Suzette." Suzette looked at Elaine and smiled. "Tom who? I don't remember any Tom. Honestly, Elaine, I have no intention of ever being that boring guy again. This year has been a dream come true." "I thought that is what you would say. I would like to offer you a job as my personal assistant. Megan is getting married and will be moving away with her husband. I need someone who is free to travel and doesn't mind putting in long hours. This job isn't for someone who is married." "Elaine, that sounds wonderful, but do you think I'm qualified for it?" "I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't think you could handle it. You don't know how much you have blossomed in the last year. You have become a very poised and confident young lady who has no trouble talking to the media and working with other people." "If you think I can handle it I would love the opportunity to work with you." Suzette and Elaine spent the next hour working out all of the details. Suzette was floating on air as she exited Elaine's office and went to tell Jennifer. The next day Jennifer and Suzette packed up all of Suzette's things and moved them to her new suite in Elaine's mansion. The suite was just down the hall from Elaine's and Suzette found she was going to be treated like a member of the family rather than an employee. The next day Suzette went to her old suite to help Jennifer clean and move in all of the clothes that her successor would be wearing. The last thing Suzette had to do was return to her old hometown and clean out Tom's storage locker. Suzette looked into the five by ten foot locker and shook her head. In twenty-one years this was everything Tom had to show for himself. Suzette picked up a box of legal papers and mementos and relocked the door. After putting the box in the car she went to the manager and gave him the key. She told him to call a charity and have them take everything away as there was nothing there she was ever going to need again.