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For Friends and Family Part 21 - The Circle of Life
I was very nervous as I entered the hotel, here I was to all the world a
24 year old woman about to meet the managers from Europe, who she was in
charge of, all of them without exception were older, all were very
experienced in their field, everyone had applied for the position I now
held, but I was the person who got the job - well not exactly me, but the
real Nichola!
I took a deep breath and checked my appearance in the mirror, as was my
wont, I was perfectly turned out, smart, feminine with a hint of
sexuality, one thing I have found out since being Nichola is that men let
their guard down when presented to an attractive sexy woman, which helps
the woman as they tend to say things that they wouldn't normally say,
though being treated condescendingly does still get on my nerves.
Grenville was there in reception, he smiled as I approached and said "Hi,
I thought I'd wait for you and give you some moral support - not that you
need any of course, but just in case you do."
How sweet I thought, so I smiled and answered, "Thanks, I could do with a
bit of support, Christ I'm the youngest person here."
He looked at me gravely and reminded me; "but you got the job, purely on
merit, you are one of the best in the corporation and don't you ever
forget that boss." This was the first time Gren had called me 'boss' and
again I thought a milestone had been reached in my life as Nichola.
We entered the small private function room where most of the delegates
were, I started to circulate, speaking to each of them gauging them and
watching their reaction to me, I was lucky because I could speak four
languages, which was three more than the real Nichola! Apart from
English, namely French, German, Italian, and Mandarin, languages came
easy to me and I had a smattering of Spanish and Portuguese, enough to
hold my own, but not enough for a technical discussion.
I was very surprised at the reception I received, each of them treat me
with respect and some deference, seemingly on their guard watching me as
much as I was watching them.
The first group I met were the German, Swiss, Swedish and Polish
managers, they were talking in German but switched to English when I
joined them, I answered in German telling them that I was fluent and if
the wished we could converse in German, but they all could speak fluent
English and continued to use it.
Two for them were in their forties, and two in their mid thirties.
We spoke for a while, I mentioned that I spoke no Polish, Biba Stolarczyk
(his first name was unpronounceable) said that for the rest of Europe his
language contained too many z, y's and k's to make it easy to learn, they
were interested to know what languages I could converse in and seemed
quite impressed commenting that it was most unusual for someone from
England to have so many languages.
I then met the Greek and Italian managers, and the French manager joined
us again I told them that we could talk in whatever language they were
comfortable with, apart from Greek, which I only had a holiday
vocabulary, again they were surprised but chose to converse in English.
When I analysed why I emphasised my linguistic skills I think it was to
send a message that I could listen in and understand them, that I was not
some dumb English girl.
But after this initial message to them, I did what any woman would do, I
flirted with them, showing them that I was a woman and could sweep them
off their feet, but I was also their boss.
Since becoming Nichola I did find flirting difficult, possibly a
throwback to my old male life, something the female hormones have not
totally removed, however it was a useful tool we women have. (I'm
classing myself as a total woman now)
As the drink flowed (company tab) the talk became louder and looser, I
was watching what I was drinking and I noticed Gren, Joachim Ragatz
(Swiss) and Gunnar Ellstrom (Swedish manager) were doing the same.
G?nter Backer and Biba Stolarczyk (Germany and Poland) were steadily
drinking but seemed to remain sober.
Charles La Croix, Gino Agnello and Demis Patera seemed to be having a
good time, and while not totally drunk were well on their way.
Things broke up about eleven thirty, I had endured a couple of pat's on
my bum, by Gino, but these were sorted out by a very hard glare from me
and a slight telling off from Gunter who saw the incident, as I said my
goodbyes Gunter spoke to me quietly saying "Nichola, you have a old head
on young shoulders, I see you watching everyone and I think this girl is
not only pretty but clever" with that we kissed in the European manner
and said good night. Tomorrow we started at ten to allow hangovers to
subside.
That was an interesting night, I would analyse my feelings later, but my
initial impressions were very mixed, I was in a good place as far as
intuition was concerned, my hormone induced feminine intuition liked 90%
of the managers, but my male intuition disliked the same ones my female
side disliked, had my feelings crossed over, probably.
In my mind, the ones I simply didn't trust were Gino Agnello and Demis
Patera,
The ones I automatically trusted were Gunnar Ellstrom, Gunter Backer and
Biba Stolarczyk.
The not sure ones were Joachim Ragatz and Charles La Croix.
I arrived home and undressed, I preformed my nightly ritual and sat
totally naked brushing my hair, relishing the sight of my body and
reflecting on the power a woman has over men, this was a weapon I was
learning how to use very much to my advantage.
I took the letter and read it again, but still there were no clues, I
googled 'Goole' where the letter had been posted and found it was in
Yorkshire, a port town! I was certain I knew no one from that area, but
maybe Brett would have an idea.
I slipped on a satin floral print nightdress in shades of deep red, it
had spaghetti straps and lace around my bust line, I slipped into bed and
thought about 'the pig' searching my office, Grens idea that he was
bugging it was ludicrous, but the more I thought about it that could be
the reason, I would have to phone Carl tomorrow to ask his advice, after
all he used to be in intelligence and maybe knew some people that maybe
could give me advice.
I then had the horrible thought that maybe the flat had been searched,
though I had no proof, the thought of someone going through my drawers,
my knickers and other clothes was sickening to my female mind.
Finally drifting off to sleep I decided to phone Brett, I needed to hear
his voice, needed to feel close to him, I listened to the ring tone and
figured out that it was about four in the morning where he was, a sleepy
voiced Brett answered I sighed and simply said "I love and miss you," he
came instantly awake and replied, "Nicky sweetheart even though I love
you - do you know what time it is?"
"I'm sorry darling, but I just needed to hear your voice, I need you so
much" I tearfully answered him. When he replied he was fully awake and
said "well that's just fine by me, because I'm really missing you and
hearing your voice is the next best thing to seeing you.
I then had a flash of genius and said simply, "Face time?" Ok he answered
and I shot over to my laptop logged in and soon I could see and talk to
my lover, we spoke for well over an hour and I showed him the letter
which he made notes and said "God you are not only beautiful but so
switched on, I really love you" I was scribbling furiously, this was a
way we could communicate without saying anything, putting my hastily
scribbled note near the camera allowed me to tell him about 'the pig' and
my office, so as well as seeing my man, and talking to him as a lover, I
could pass messages to him.
Finally before we finished I had something very, very important to ask
him, somewhat hesitantly I started "Brett, I have something very
important to me to ask you, please don't answer straight away, think
about what I am going to ask, I will abide by your decision." The looked
worried and answered "this sounds serious, I promise I'll think about
whatever it is, but if its about having the operation then go ahead, I'm
easy with it after all you are and always will be my very special girl"
I was speechless, I spluttered "H, h, how did you know? I've been
building up courage for days to ask you and you just come straight out
and tell me it's ok"
He grinned that very special grin and simply answered "we are more than a
couple you are part of me, we have a connection and I love you so very
much"
Tears pricked at the back of my eyes, I whispered that I loved him more
than life, then while I still had some semblance of composure left I said
good night to him and logged off then I drifted into a restless sleep, I
was becoming paranoid, but now my feelings were shared with my love I
felt easier, more relaxed!
I dressed carefully for the next day, a cream wool/silk suit, lined in
satin, my tight skirt was just above the knee, and had a small split in
the back to make sitting and walking easier, I had picked that skirt
because it really displayed my bounteous bum to the best effect, in fact
everything I had decided to wear screamed WOMAN, my blouse was a dark
brown fitted silk with a tie neck, it fit very snugly around my boobs,
nude tights with dark brown court shoes a 4" heel, today I decided that I
was going to stand tall - literally, my handbag was dark brown to match
my shoes as was my computer/brief case. (You may have noticed that I
adore colour co-ordinated accessories)
My hair I wore down, the loose curls framing my face, make up
professional but very feminine, highlighting my best features.
And finally my outer coat, I just loved this coat, it was just below my
knees, cream wool, with a silk satin lining, wrap around style with a
light brown deep fur collar which was gorgeous to snuggle into.
I made sure that the mystery letter was in my briefcase, as I didn't want
anybody finding it.
I went into the kitchen for breakfast, Amy was just leaving, seeing me
she arched her eyebrows and commented "someone's power dressing today" I
grinned and answered "showing those men who's in charge, see you tonight,
anything you fancy for tea?"
We discussed our evening meal for a while and decided on a grilled
chicken salad with new potatoes. (Boring everyday stuff but essential
anyhow I like boring)
I grabbed some cereal and tea then was off, arriving at the venue just
before nine, making sure everything was set up I settled down and phoned
Carl to ask his advice on this possible bugging of my office, he said he
would phone back later after he had made a few calls.
The whole day went well, I compared notes with Gren and found that he was
unsure about the same guy's that I was, with the exception of Charles La
Croix, who he considered to be a steady but unspectacular manager.
(Interesting??).
my power dressing seemed to have the desired effect, in fact halfway
through the morning Gunter came up to me and casually mentioned "today, I
think you are showing us your masculine side in one sense and your very
feminine side ? yes? I smiled sweetly and quipped ?Gunter, I?m sure I
don?t know what you mean? he shrugged and ambled away smiling to himself.
However at the conclusion of the two days we had a better working
relationship across all the divisions.
As we were packing up Carl phoned and told me he could help and would
meet me at the apartment this evening about eight, I wondered about
meeting me at home, but didn?t ask any questions, thanking him I said to
Gren ?let?s call it a day, someone else can sort this lot out tomorrow,?
so we both left.
On the way home I got what we needed for our supper and a few beers and
nibbles for Carl and whomever he was bringing with him.
I face timed Brett again from the bathroom with the shower running (I was
now getting paranoid in case the flat had been bugged) I told him about
Carl and persuaded him that Carl was the person to help me with his
security contacts and intelligence back ground, reluctantly he agreed
then told me that the letter was absolutely right, Tim Williamson was
100% trustworthy, in fact he had reported that he had suspicions to the
President of the corporation directly because he had his doubts about the
global security department.
He also told me that the bank account was interesting but he needed
someone who could hack into the computers to trace the source of the
funds ? he didn?t have the knowledge, expertise or resources to do it, I
mentioned Carl again and after some humming and hawing he agreed that I
could broach the subject.
The he asked why I was in the bathroom with the shower on, I told him and
he nearly wet himself laughing, telling me that I was getting paranoid.
Indignantly I reminded him ?look you big lump, I?m just a little frail
woman, I?ve a right to get paranoid? still grinning he replied, ?We both
know that that?s bullshit you are one tough lady ? and a very special one
at that.?
That reminded me that it was time for my prosthetic vagina to be washed
and my skin given time to recover, so from tomorrow it was time for my
?periods? as I used a maxi pad during the short time my man bits were
liberated.
I said goodnight to Brett, got a quick shower and changed into capris and
a loose top, I put my hair in a ponytail and started supper, setting the
table and opening the wine.
Amy arrived home and commented ?something smells good? ?Pimento Chicken,
asparagus, new potatoes and salad? I told her then I added ?go and get
changed, dinner would be half an hour? as I handed her a glass of white
wine I casually mentioned ?Oh, and I?ve decided to have my final
operation!? Amy looked stunned for an instant then with an almighty whoop
she was clinging to me kissing me all over my face, splashing wine over
me and sobbing; ?that is the most wonderful thing ever, my little sister
is never ever going to leave me ? God Nichola we?ve come so far and I
love you so much.? I managed to disentangle myself from her and direct
her to get changed while I carried on with our supper.
Amy arrived back as I was finishing our meal, she set the table and
poured wine for us, I mentioned that Carl and a friend were dropping by
about eight, she was curious why, but I said that all would be explained
then.
As we ate, Amy suddenly asked, ?Have you told Mum??
?Told Mum what?? I somewhat stupidly asked.
?About your decision you clod.?
Suddenly I twigged. ?Oh,? I said somewhat dumfounded, ?no, I never
thought.?
Amy glared at me and retorted, ?Nichola Mackinnon, you mean you haven?t
told your mother of your decision, she?ll be over the moon when she finds
out!?
?I never thought, but why would she be over the moon?? Amy sighed and
explained as though she was talking to an idiot (which I was at that
time) ?Nichola, Mum loves you so much, she?s terrified that you would
stop being her daughter, this news will make her so very happy.?
So after we had finished our supper I phoned Mum and told her of my
decision, as Amy predicted Mum was so, so happy and kept repeating, ?My
baby?s never going to leave me, Nichola I?m so happy, if I die today I?d
die happy.?
I lightened the mood by saying, ?You better not die today, I need my Mum
to organise my wedding!?
Laughing she answered, ?Are you sure of that?? resolutely I said;
?Absolutely Mum, someone has to keep by big sister in check.? She laughed
at this and we said our goodbyes saying we would see each other at the
weekend.
?Cheeky cow,? Amy pouted, ?keeping my big sister in check.? She mimicked
as we cleared away we were still giggling like two school girls, next we
got the nibbles ready for our visitors, also we made sure the beer was
cooled and there was wine in the fridge for us girls.
Just before eight the entrance buzzer sounded, it was Carl, I let him in
and waited at the front door when the bell rang I opened the door and
there stood Carl, Kylie (his girlfriend) and a wonderful surprise for Amy
Guy, I whispered to Guy that Amy was in the Kitchen and to go and
surprise her, off he went and from the squeal I would guess he had found
Amy.
Carl put a finger to his lips and simply chatted to me normally, just as
a visitor would; meanwhile Kylie opened her shoulder bag, which contained
some sort of machine, I watched with interest while Kylie walked around
the hallway, finally she nodded, Guy carried on speaking ?why don?t you
show us your flat?? I thought that this was a bit strange as Guy already
knew the place, but the idiot followed his statement with the most
theatrical wink I have ever seen, I caught on, he wanted Kylie to do
whatever she had just done to the rest of the place, so I duly showed
them the whole place, babbling a running commentary about the flat much
to Amy?s curiosity, I could see she was bursting with curiosity, but Carl
kept her occupied, finally Kylie nodded and said ?all clear, now we can
talk?
Guy looked at me and said, ?Right Missy, what the hell have you got
yourself into??
I sighed and suggested that we sat down with a drink and I would explain
everything. Amy and I went to get the nibbles and beer for the boy?s wine
for us three girls.
We settled in the lounge and I told them everything, leaving nothing out,
Guy and Carl both looked very serious, while Kylie asked some very
incisive and very professional questions ? I had misunderstood this
beauty she was very, very switched on.
At the end of my tale, Amy looked amazed and stammered, ?Y, y, you?ve
been carrying all of this on your own??
I simply said, ?I speak to Brett on Face Time, that helps, but, yes,
until things moved and I got the ok to tell Guy, but now a few other
people know, and I feel like I have betrayed Brett.?
Guy took control from then on telling me, ?Look Nichola, you have
betrayed no one, let me introduce ourselves, Carl you know, as well as
myself, you know about my past life in the intelligence community, let?s
say it?s not as far in the past as I would like it.? I noticed Kylie grin
at this.
He carried on, ?Kylie here, is a top Internet fraud investigator and
security expert, there?s nothing she cannot do with computers and there?s
no surveillance equipment that can go undetected with her around.?
Kylie gave a wry smile and said ?He?s been too kind? ?Crap? Guy
commented, the security services would move heaven and earth to get you
with them. So Nichola, what do you want us to do??
I simply said, ?Help me, no help us, I?m afraid for Brett, I?m getting
paranoid and I will admit scared, since seeing that pig in my office I?m
terrified of being watched, not able to talk freely ? oh I guess I?m
afraid of everything.?
Kylie asked me, ?Why d?you use face time??
I grinned wryly saying, ?I figured that it may be harder for someone to
listen in, probably totally wrong but we can scribble notes to each
other?
?That was good thinking Nicky, its hard to patch into face time, let?s
get Brett and we can all go through this ? Ok??
I shrugged my shoulders and went to get my laptop, got hold of Brett and
told him what had gone on and who was with me; Brett butted in and asked,
?Is that Kylie West we are talking about??
?Errrr I don?t know,? I answered looking at Kylie who nodded so I told
him, ?Yes it?s Kylie West ? why??
He whistled. "Well girl you certainly know how to get the best, now let
me talk to her.?
Now I was confused, Kylie went on camera and they spoke for a good while,
followed by Guy who asked how they cold help, Brett was a bit reticent
until Guy brusquely said, ?Look Nichola is a good friend, and if anything
happens to her I for one will be seriously pissed off!? Laughing Kylie
butted in saying, ?Brett you wouldn?t want to meet some of the heavies
Guy has access to, believe me.?
Brett was persuaded so once he had gotten his head around things a plan
was formulated, which was our:- flat would fitted with the best anti
surveillance kit available, also a silent alarm system that would send a
signal to my phone, Amy?s phone also Guy?s and Kylies phone?s. Guy would
get some of his ?people? to watch over Amy and myself! (I wondered
exactly who the hell this man I thought I knew was: and how a chance
meeting at a restaurant had turned out to be a god send.
Some pinhole cameras would watch all point of egress and access (to a
simpleton like me that?s doors and windows).
Kylie said she would check out the bank account which ?she said? would be
a piece of cake, and for the duration she would be employed as my PA
until things were concluded, now things were decided I felt a lot better,
more at ease, then Brett dropped a bombshell saying just as we were going
to break the connection;
?Oh Nichola, see you next week babe.? That tipped me over the edge and to
my eternal shame I started crying I missed him that bad.
Once I had composed myself we sat around chatting and drinking, Amy and
Carl had disappeared now things were sorted I was really at ease and
enjoyed the evening, Kylie said she would see me at the office for an
?interview? as my PA, I promised to sort things out for her entry into
the office so around midnight Guy and Kylie left and I sloped off to bed,
as I dropped off to sleep I heard Carl leave, and a short time after my
bedroom door opened and Amy slipped into bed with me, spooning up, in the
dim light of my room I looked at her and smiling she said ?I thought you
may need some company?
I simply snugged into her arms sighing contentedly, she started stroking
my hair, then kissing my head, moving down to my lips, as her soft
luscious lips met mine, a dam burst and I sobbed, ?I?ve missed you, I
love our girly sessions.? Her kisses intensified tongues entwining, she
took the lead and started fondling my breasts, teasing my nipples
fondling my vagina ? prosthetic for now but soon to be really mine.
Soon I shuddered and screamed as I climaxed, arching my back in pure
pleasure as Amy, my darling Amy moved down and started lapping my little
boy clittie, bringing me to the heights of ecstasy, God I loved being a
woman!
Soon I was a trembling wreck, shuddering orgasms wracked my body, I was
whimpering and moaning ? and I still had not touched my Amy, my breasts
were super sensitive and my plump full nipples were as hard as diamonds
and aflame with passion.
Finally she relented and brought me down from the wonderful place I
inhabited, I went to reciprocate but she simply said, no darling, it?s
you that needed release.
Then I realised and murmured, ?And Carl?s released you?? I could sense
her grin in the darkness as she kissed my pert nose. ?Got it in one sis.?
She reached over and switched on the bedside lamp, gravely looking at me,
?What?s the matter?? I asked, she sighed saying we?ve come a long way
these last months, you know darling there?s no trace of Andy anywhere,
all I see is Nichola.
I was at a loss, its been so long since anyone had used my male name when
referring to me, and I realised just how far I had come, looking down I
could see my shapely breasts gently rising and falling, my long auburn
hair was across my breasts and shoulders, I studied my slender hairless
and very slender cream soft feminine arms and shapely tapering fingers
(stubby to my mind) and the realisation that I loved looking like a do, a
sexy, feminine woman. I looked at Amy and asked her ?please don?t call me
Andy again, he?s dead, Nichola is here, and soon will be here permanently
in every way, let?s say the circle of life has been completed
With that we snuggled together and drifted off to sleep, I was that
exhausted that I forgot to clean myself off after sex!
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