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DEAR BROTHER By GENEVA A young woman, Louise, is offered the chance by her rich brother to take revenge on a former seducer. She accepts and their scheme is successful, but she begins to have second thoughts. The background of this story is that of my three earlier stories 'Pretty Edith,' 'Plaything' and 'Remodelled', but written from the point of view of the character Louise. START I stared glumly at the road ahead as I turned onto the exit from the airport heading to the interstate. Jeff was going to be away some months on the project. I shook my head, thinking about the strain and loneliness of the months ahead without him. That was the trouble being married to an exploration geologist. His work took him all over the world, and frequently to out-of- the-way paces that were primitive, to say the least. I suppose I could have roughed it with him: we had certainly gone camping often but, to be honest, I knew I'd be in the way most of the time as I was not a geologist, and I'd be bored as well. Still, I supposed it was better than being married to sailor or someone in the military. They could be away much longer. I had a good group of friends, but it was just great when he came back or better, when he was finished with a project. Making up for lost time and opportunities in our love-making was especially rewarding. I was a book editor, a job I could easily do at home, and that suited me. That way I could be boss of my own schedule and, if I wanted to take a morning off, or work late into the night, that was no problem. In fact, those times Jeff was away, I often would work late, with no company. Sometimes I wondered if I should get a dog. The next morning I had cleared up after breakfast and showered and was just hooking up my bra prior to getting dressed when the telephone rang. I recognized the number, even though I didn't see it much. "Hi, Louise," he said. I recognized the distinctive gravelly voice of my brother Ephraim. "Well, this is a surprise! I don't hear from you much. Too busy making money, are you? I heard you were off on a trip to Europe." "Nothing wrong with making money," he snorted. "And I got back from Europe some months ago. Anyway, Louise, I hear Jeff is away. Something has turned up that might interest you and I wonder if I could discuss it with you. Can I take you to lunch?" "Sure! When, and where?" He mentioned a small restaurant next to the ferry terminal at noon that day and I agreed. Getting out for lunch would be a nice change from canned soup and crackers and besides, I had nothing on my calendar. I had nothing on my calendar, only a book manuscript I was expecting in a few days. I had half-heartedly thought of shopping for some clothes, but there was no hurry. Jeans and T-shirts were my main outfits when Jeff was away. I looked at my watch. I had plenty time but, as I was putting the dishes away, one glass slipped and broke. In my hurry to clean up I cut my hand. It bled a little, and I covered it with a small dressing . He was waiting outside the restaurant and smiled when I got near to him. I offered my cheek for a brotherly kiss from him. I looked him up and down. "Well, Ephraim, you look well and prosperous. Not too worn out too from your job as chairman of, what is it you call it now, 'The Vanderveld Corporation'?" "You've got it right. Yes, I can say with some pride that it's doing well." "Pride was something you were never short of!" I chided, but giving him a smile too. Ephraim had built up the enormous corporation from a small company, so that it was now a multinational corporation with branches and holdings all over the world, although headquartered here. Ephraim had chosen a secluded nook at a window looking over the harbor. The lunch was elegant, served with wine, and I was glad I had decided to wear a dress and heels. Ephraim was in a business suit, a grayish blue one with pinstripes. Casual for him! I politely asked about his families. It was a kind of open secret that he had two wives, a Dutch girl Margarethe in Amsterdam whom I had met, and a Chinese one in Hong Kong I hadn't. I disapproved, but he had assured me that the Chinese one at least was happy with the arrangement. I am not sure whether Margarethe knew of the other's existence but it was none of my business. He had two children from each marriage, In return, Ephraim asked me about Jeff. When I told him about Jeff 's latest exploration trip he nodded, as if that helped in his own plans. "So you said you had something to discuss with me?" I asked. "What's that about?" He leaned back in his seat. "Louise, let me go back some years. Do you remember, James Kaiser?" I flinched and drew in my breath. "We've had a nice pleasant meal," I said. "Now why do you want to go and spoil the day?" I sighed." Anyway, what about him? You know I detest him." I spoke slowly, still with some embarrassment. "You know he seduced me. Yes, I was a teenager at the time, and yes, I thought I knew everything. He treated me like dirt afterwards. You too! You've told me how he demeaned you over the years." "No, I hadn't forgotten that. That's why I asked you for lunch. Louise, an opportunity has come up for me, for us, to get some revenge. You interested?" I did not know what to think. I had pushed the memory of the seduction and betrayal to the back of my mind and got on with my life. I had built a successful career, and I had met and married a man whom I loved dearly. If only he didn't have to go off all over the world on his work! I thought back to James Kaiser. To my teenage mind he had been, not only good looking, but a suave and sophisticated young man. I had been enthralled with him. I had flaunted myself to him. I had been easy prey. I had done things with him that I did not want to remember. In my teenage crush on him I had ignored his somewhat arrogant attitude to life. He was an heir to old money that had given him a sense of entitlement. Then he had dropped me and laughed at my desolation. I heard of him occasionally since, when I read or saw pictures of him at some or other society function. He was not currently married. Maybe other women, a bit less na?ve than I had been, recognized him for what he was. He had a reputation as a womanizer. "Yes, some kind of revenge, take him down a peg or two. What do they say? 'Revenge is dish best served cold'?" I shook my head. "Still, it would be best if he knew it was us who were getting revenge but, he would have to be in a position where he could never retaliate." Ephraim's eyes gleamed with amusement. "I agree, and I think I can do that. I've a special revenge in mind. Look, I took a trip to Germany many years or so ago when I still worked for another company. Its head lived in an old castle on the Rhine and I was invited to visit him. To cut the story short, I was poking around in the castle library when I discovered a hidden compartment on a shelf. Hidden away I found some gold bars and a little box with an old tattered book inside. "I managed to smuggle them back and the gold gave me a good start in business, the start of my financial success and my corporation. The book hadn't looked like it was much, but I figured it must've been important to hide it away so I took it too. I'd more or less forgotten it until two years ago I looked at it and saw it was supposed to be a magic book. I mean, that it had a number of spells and incantations to do magic with." I almost choked on my wine. I sat back and stared at him. He had admitted to serious theft, but now he was starting to spin a fairy tale. He nodded. "Yes, I don't blame your skepticism. I was skeptical too until I started to try some of the spells. They work!" I shook my head. "Ephraim! Ridiculous! That can't be! Magic doesn't exist. Whoever wrote your book is pulling a fast one on whoever reads it, dear brother!" "My dear sister, I assure you it does. There are a number of spells. Oh, by the way, they're in what must be in some archaic language. Only the instructions are in German. Anyway, there are a bunch of spells to do medical things with like fixing wounds, fevers, even squint eyes, club feet and so on. They do work. I have tried all of them on several subjects." "Even suppose I believed you. What good would these do?" "Aha! At the end of the book there are four spells. The first, any man hearing it will become a woman. There is even a corresponding one that a woman hearing it will become a man. Then there are two reverse spells for these." I was more and more flabbergasted. The existence of magic was against all that I had believed, against all logic. "So how would this help our revenge?" "That would be your part, Louise. You see, I thought it would be a good revenge on Kaiser to use the spell to make him into a woman. That way he would disappear. He would be gone, but instead there would be a beautiful woman. No one would know her, so I could spirit her away. Your job would be to force her into living a female life, clothing, behavior, and so on. I would make her my possession, my plaything if you want. She would be dependent on me, a fitting punishment? You said Kaiser demeaned me. You've no idea! It has rankled with me for years." I nodded in agreement. I hated what James Kaiser had done to me. He had laughed at my tearful protests when he discarded me, saying it was what gullible girls should expect! So, the thought of him becoming a woman, and then a possession of my brother had a lot of appeal for me. It would be a fit punishment. I might even be able to taunt her. "I'm not sure I believe you yet, but go on. Of course, you've tried this particular spell out?" "No, that's another thing I will need you for. You see, I haven't attempted to use that spell yet. So, first I need someone to try it on before I set in motion plans for Kaiser and I need someone to read it to him and then to observe what happens. I can't do that myself as all within hearing of these spells are affected. And that would be your part. You're a woman already so it shouldn't affect you. Just now I'm looking around to see if I can get some young man who would like to become a woman. You'd read the spell to him and if it works, then I will make plans to capture Kaiser and use the spell on him." "And where would you keep him, or her, I should say, when changed? You'd need some completely private, isolated area." "I've bought an island of the coast. Actually I spent quite a bit of money rebuilding the house on it. It would be nicely private." "So you want me to help you get a... a sexual slave?" "I suppose she would be. Until I get tired of her, then I'll dump her or something." I shivered. My brother's desire for revenge was enormous, another sign of his drive for power, I supposed. "First, Ephraim. You'd better show me that one of these spells actually work." "I thought you'd want to try that. Look, I don't have the book here. It's in a safe in my suite in the corporation building." "All right, lead on! You'd better let me see it." We finished our lunch and I followed him to the Vanderveld Corporation headquarters, my mind a confusion of trepidation, skepticism and embarrassment. I wondered if this was just one big joke on Ephraim's part. A secretary or some type of assistant tried to interrupt him but he waved her off and took the elevator to his private suite. In an office type room he opened a safe and lifted out a manila envelope. He pulled out a polyethylene bag and held it to me. "There!" When I opened the bag I must say I was disappointed. It did not look like much, just a worn dog-eared little book in a stained yellow hide cover. "That's it? I expected stars and spangles, gold leaf at the least. This is supposed to contain magic?" "But it works. So do you want me to prove it? " "How? You're going to conjure up a genie?" He gave a sarcastic smile. "I see you cut your hand." He took my hand. "Now, Louise, take off the dressing." I shrugged and peeled it of. The cut started to ooze a little blood again. "Damn! " I said and fumbled in my purse for another dressing. He held my arm. "Just leave it. Now let me see." He opened the book and, slowly looking at the pages, selected one. "Ready?" he began to read something. I had no idea what he was saying. It was like nothing I had ever heard before. It only took a minute to read it and I winced slightly as I felt a small sting on my hand. "Just watch!" he said. To my amazement the bleeding stopped, the edges of the cut drew together and in a minute it was as if the skin had never been broken. I was almost speechless. "That's amazing, but there's a long way from healing a minor cut to making a man into a woman." "I know but, I told you, I've tried almost all of the other spells and they all work. That's why I'm confident of the one to change Kaiser." "So you want to try it on some young man at first. Why not just Kaiser directly?" "Oh, I want to be sure it works! It would be awkward to capture Kaiser, read the spell to him and not have it work! And then again, a young man who's been changed, had his dreams fulfilled, might owe me something, and be willing to help in my plans too. It would be your job to teach him how to dress and behave as a woman. That would be practice for you both for Kaiser and you'd both know what is involved." I had some misgivings, but the thought of such an appropriate revenge was too tempting. "All right, I'll help you. I hope I don't regret this. So you've found your guinea pig?" "Not yet, but I put feelers out and I have someone in mind. I've been watching him." We parted with the understanding that he would contact me when his plans were more underway. It was several weeks before I had the call. "Louise, you remember what we discussed? I've found a person who's willing to try the spell. He's called Edward. He works for me and I've had my eye on him. I'll bring him to the island in a week. So you'd better get over there too. How about in three days? Pack up enough clothing for some weeks. If you want more I'll pay for it. I'll arrange for your transportation to the island. We have a boat. The captain, if you want to call him that, is an old guy called Hank. He lives in the boathouse. He keeps to himself. And he keeps secrets. " Ephraim always had an abrupt manner, even as a boy. I should have been used to it but, still, I was slightly irritated by it. I swallowed my pride as I was looking forward to getting revenge on Kaiser. It took me all of two busy days to tidy up my house so it could be left, arrange for forwarding of any books I was to edit, and then pack enough clothes. I was pleasantly surprised by the condition of the house on the island. It had been a large, fairly modern house but Ephraim described how he had given it extensive renovations and additions. "One part of the house is right at the cliff edge, and the view over the sea to the mountains is spectacular. There's a big room just for you, and the kitchen's got all the newest appliances." "Oh nice," I said, but I allowed myself just a bit of criticism. "That's all very well," I said, "but what about emergencies and even the routine stuff. I mean, how far is it from a hospital? How far from a grocery store?" He sighed. "The boat at the jetty will do for regular transportation and deliveries. You can arrange it with Hank. In emergencies you can call up the company helicopter. Right, I'll give you week to get settled. Then I'll bring Edward over. He's in his mid twenties, not married. He's not overtly gay, but he's confided in me that he'd like to become a woman." Actually it was eight days before Ephraim called me. "Better get ready, Louise. I'm bringing Edward over." I watched from the front door as the boat drew up at the dock on a small island, then Ephraim stepped on shore, motioning for another man to follow him. Ephraim embraced me and then introduced me to Edward, a nervous looking young man. "Edward, this is my sister Louise. She knows all about you and my plans." I shook his hand, noticing its slightly clammy feeling. "Pleased to know you, Edward. Hope you didn't get seasick from the crossing. It looks a little choppy today." "Yes, it was, a bit." His voice was a little hoarse. "Now, if you'll come this way you can have lunch." I led them into the house and after some small talk over coffee we sat down for lunch. Edward's hair was long for a man. I wondered if Ephraim had told him not to cut it. He was dressed in a suit, but with his shirt opened at the neck and without a tie, as if he was used to more formal wear but was making an attempt to be more casual. Edward's fidgeting, shifting continuously in his chair and rubbing his fingers together, began to irritate me but Ephraim seemed unconcerned and spent a lot of time asking about Jeff's explorations, then telling me about Margarethe and his corporation's latest acquisition and expansion plans. Then, finally, Ephraim raised his eyebrows at me, as if telling me it was time and we turned to Edward. "Right, Edward, I think it is time we started. Louise knows all about my plans. In fact, she's the one who'll be looking after you when you've heard the spell." He gave a faint smile. " I'll not be within earshot, of course. I've no idea what'll happen or how long it will take. Louise will be with you all the time. If you get ill we'll helicopter the company doctor in too, if necessary. So, are you ready?" Edward nodded his head and swallowed. His pale face lost even more color." Yes, " he croaked. I gestured to the remnants of the lunch. "Let me clear this stuff away. I'll be with you in a minute." "All right, let's go through here," I said. "I've got this bedroom ready for you," and I led him through. Previously I had discussed the arrangements with Ephraim and he had arranged for delivery of a large bed with a pink duvet, along with a dressing table and a selection of cosmetics. "There's a dressing table for you, and a mirror. There's an attached bathroom too, with a shower, a basin and and toilet. "So Edward, this is where we are going to try out the spell and you can use it afterwards. Ephraim has explained to you that we are going to change another individual at some time, has he?" Edward nodded. "We'll use this room for it too but until we do you can use it. Then we'll maybe put you in another one." I pulled a white laboratory style coat from a hanger and put it on. "So, Edward, let's get started. " I said." Do you want to shower first? Maybe you should get undressed." Do you want to war this?" I passed him a hospital type gown. Edward looked a bit disconcerted. I was amused that he was uncomfortable getting undressed in front of me and he actually went into the ensuite to remove his clothes. Ephraim and I looked at each other and grinned. "Modest, isn't he?" he muttered. "Edward, maybe if you lay on the bed?" I suggested when he came back out. He did so, still holding the gown closed. Ephraim shook Edward's hand. "I want to thank you, Edward. Be sure that I'll be grateful for your help. However, It's best that I am out of earshot!" With no further ado he turned leaving Edward and me alone. "Better lie back," I said, gently pushing him back on the bed and, opening the small bag with the spell book, I pulled out the book. Edward stared at it. No wonder! It looked really tattered. "Yes, not much to look at, is it! Edward, you're sure about what you're letting yourself in for?" He gulped and nodded. "Yes," he said huskily. "Then Edward, I've been told that all you have to do is lie back while I read you something from the book. I've had a look at it. There are German words that explain the spell, but the words of the supposed spell itself are a complete mystery and I don't recognize the sounds, but Ephraim says they should work." I laughed, but without humor. "If it's any consolation, I'm as nervous as you." The worry on his face was quite noticeable as I held the book up and began to sound out the words of the spell. As before, I was completely mystified by the sounds. The words, or whatever they were, were completely alien. "You've no idea where the book came from?" he asked when I had finished. It had only taken a couple of minutes. "And the idea of magic spells? Difficult to believe in this day and age." "I've no idea where it came from, and the sounds are like nothing I've ever heard, Edward. Maybe Ephraim can take it to a linguist at some time and see if he can get any more information." I don't know what I was expecting, but by the time I closed the book and put it back into my clothing nothing at all had happened to Edward. . "It's not working?" he asked. I shook my head. "I've absolutely no idea. Let's just wait a minute or two more." I gave him a smile, trying to hide the strain I was feeling, and give him some confidence. More than I felt myself! "You've a lot of guts to try this," I said. "Changing to a woman? I somehow think the journey ahead will not be easy, but if it helps you..." I was watching him closely. He was shaking slightly, probably with tension I thought, but nothing else seemed to be happening. "How long have you wanted to become a woman?" I asked, wanting to keep his mind off the waiting for the spell to work, if it was to work. It would be useful to get some idea of the way his mind worked too. I wondered about the factors that would make a man want to become a woman. It took a little prodding to get him started, but Edward started to tell me about himself, but my attention was wandering and I began feeling more and more let down. I had my eye on a clock and even after five minutes nothing had happened. The spell didn't appear to be doing anything! "You know, Edward, becoming a woman may have its pros and cons, depending on many things, not all under her control. I'm happy as a woman, I'm married and I love my husband but still, I sometimes get exasperated with some men and their attitudes. You will discover that, I suppose. Oh, maybe men feel the same about some women." I noticed Edward giving a sudden shiver, then another. "I'm cold," he complained. It had been a fine day and I had the window open so I closed it. It looked as if the simple hospital gown he was wearing was too flimsy. I also passed him a blanket and he put it over his shoulders. I felt let down. All this build up and the spell didn't work! A good thing we hadn't hadn't tried it on Kaiser. That would have been embarrassing to say the least. I finally gave up waiting. I shook my head. "Ah well, it looks as if this particular spell doesn't work. Ephraim will be annoyed. I suppose you'll be feeling let down too?" "Yeas," he sighed. He was about to say more but it was interrupted by another shiver, more violent, and I felt myself shiver too. "It can't be that cold in here," I muttered then I had a sudden realization. "My God, maybe the shivering is a sign that the spell beginning to work!" Edward shivered yet again, quite violently and then again. I had to hold my arms around my chest after an especially violent shiver took me and I cried out. Edward gave a sudden alarmed cry and fell over onto the bed, unconscious. I was feeling very frightened. All my joints had started aching and my muscles and insides felt as if they were moving about. When I got a sudden sharp headache I began to panic and I called out for Ephraim. He was with me in seconds. "Louise, what is it?" "I think the spell is working. Look at Edward! He's fallen unconscious, but it's affecting me too. I feel awful!" There was no hesitation." Then I'd better call for the helicopter. Get you to hospital right away! Sorry about that, Sis." He reached for the phone. "Yes, hurry!" I gasped, but I had no sooner said it than I suddenly began to feel better, the aches and pains dying away in seconds. "No, wait, hold on! It's funny, I'm feeling much better." I sat down and took a deep breath. In another minute I felt completely okay. I pointed to Edward. "Look." I said in hushed tones. Before our very eyes Edward was shaking ever more and more rapidly until his body almost shimmered. His body began rearranging and changing proportions before our very eyes. I removed his smock to see him better. I was frightened. "What if he dies?" I whispered. I was shocked at my brother's response. "So what? Then I'll have to get rid of the corpse. " He turned to me and I saw a puzzled look on his face. He peered more closely at me. "You know, Louise, you look different somehow." I knew that I felt different, something about my clothes, as if my bra was becoming slightly tight and my slacks getting looser at my waist. "Yeah, you're right. There's something strange." I leaned over to the nearest mirror, looked in it with a sudden gasp. The face looking at me was my own, but with many subtle differences, my cheekbones higher, my slightly protruding jaw now shaped more delicately. My eyes were a little rounder, my lips fuller. I had been reasonably pretty, I thought, but now I could be stunning. I squealed in delight. "Ephraim. It's changed me! My face! It's prettier! And look, my body's changed too!" I could easily slip several fingers comfortably in the waist of my slacks. "It's reshaped my face and body." I stood up and slowly turned in front of the mirror, very much liking what I saw. Ephraim was laughing at my delight. "So," he said slowly, "the spell affects women too. You like what it's done?" "Are you kidding? Of course! It's not quite who I am used to seeing in the mirror, but I'll get used to it. It's like a really good makeover." I ran my hands over my body. "A nice figure too. I'll need to take in my pants at the waist or get out to buy some." I breathed in and stuck out my chest. "I'll probably need some new bras too." I thought for a minute. "One problem, I'm sure Jeff will notice something different when he comes back so I 'd better make some other changes, maybe a new hairstyle to deflect his attention. But let's look at Edward." Then as we watched, his body, over the course of some hours, went through the most astounding of transformations. My female body had been changed subtly, making me, if I can be so vain, a beautiful woman. For Edward, the change was drastic. His whole physique altered drastically, with his shoulders narrowing, his waist even more, and his hips broadening. His whole body proportions adjusted to those of a woman. But the most drastic were the changes between his legs, his penis and scrotum shrinking and disappearing into his crotch until it was almost flat, then a groove forming, deepening into a cleft with complex folds. On the chest, the nipples swelled, followed by the areolas and finally the two half globes of women's breasts were formed. The face, obviously male at first, gradually became softer and smoother with each minute, even more drastic than had happened to me. The cheekbones lifted, the lips became almost pouty, and the heaviness of the male eyebrows disappeared. Finally, what was below us was a female body, unconscious, but obviously a young woman. I shook my head in awe. "So it really works on men," I breathed. Even Ephraim's voice was hushed. "I was confident the spell would work, but this result is incredible. Just what I wanted!" We watched for several hours more. The body was totally female. The face was that of a woman, although marred by reddish patches. Edward had not had much chest hair but it was just enough to look totally incongruous on and between the female breasts. "When do you think he will wake up?" I asked. "I've no idea. Remember, Edward was a guinea pig. The other spells only took a few minutes to work. Maybe the longest time was about an hour. Edward has been unconscious about four hours by now." "Do you think he's all right? "He may be, or now I should say 'she', appears to be sleeping peacefully. We'll just leave her. The spell is obviously very successful. I'm very pleased, but look Louise, I'm sorry to leave you like this, I have a lot of business matters to attend to. I'll have to get back to my business, but please, call me when she wakens, or if there is any problem." So now we were referring to the figure as 'she'. We would have to use new words to describe the figure. And it had only taken a few hours! Still, I was rather irritated by Ephraim's selfishness, leaving me alone to look after the sleeping figure. I settled down with one of my books butt here was no change that night and I did not get much sleep. In the morning, feeling slightly guilty, but my curiosity getting the better of me, I spread the cleft at the sleeping figure's groin apart. I was impressed with what I saw. The labia, the opening and the nub of the clitoris were all as they should be. There was no further change the next day or night and it was only early the next morning when the figure began to move its limbs, and make incoherent grunts. Finally, that morning, more than a day and a half after the spell was administered, she began to wake up. The smell of stale perspiration made me take soap with a wet cloth and rubbed her down .She squirmed restlessly but did not wake. Edward was gone completely. In his place was a young woman. When she groaned slightly, I gave her some water. She was trying to speak, but only managed a faint gasp. Dazed, she tried to get up, but she was barely conscious and I had to hold her. She clutched at my arm and struggled to rise. I gently pulled my arm away and wiped her face and eyes again. She pried her eyes open, blinking furiously. "How do you feel?" I asked, but she could barely croak an answer. "I .... I.. feel aw...ful ... What ... ha...ppen..ed?" Slowly, so she could take it in, I explained what had happened but she did not understand at first. The spell had been severe with its drastic reconstruction of the body. It was only at the second telling that the realization finally hit her. Her eyes opened fully and I heard a small gasp when she looked down to two female breasts, pretty, but with curly male chest hair between them. Gasping at the sight, she struggled to sit up and felt at them. She opened her legs fully and looked down. I wondered what she would feel like when she saw it was all of Edward's male anatomy was missing! Her cries, whimpers and gasps told me. "It's all gone! I'm a woman!" she gasped. She had finally got her voice but it was a female voice. Her hand went to her mouth in shock at the realization. I was tired from lack of sleep and I let my irritation show. "Well, isn't that what you wanted? Now you have it!" "No, I don't mean that, it just that it's so sudden." She began crying, whether from shock or relief or happiness I didn't know but I wrapped my arms round her to comfort her as the awareness sank in. She would have to get used to her new body, the sooner the better and, over the next hour, I encouraged her to continuously run her hands over herself and explore herself. I was amused as she gasped and whimpered when she probed between her legs, finding only the sensitive ridges of flesh, and the soft opening. It was time she had something to drink. She looked pale and nauseous but she accepted the offer of some orange juice. She was in no condition to go anywhere but I kept her in sight from the kitchen while I squeezed some juice. She was just staring at her new body. I saw her touch and squeeze one breast, then the other, testing them. She ran her fingers round the nipple area, pressing the sensitive flesh. Then she stopped and ran her hands over her arms and legs. "You happy with your new girl bits?" I held out the orange juice to her. "Thanks, Louise." She sipped it then tried to gulp it down. "Yes, very much so!" Her smile was brave, but I wondered if it was feigned. "Better take it easy." I said. "Drink it slowly. You want another glass?" She shook her head and gave brave smile. "So the spell has worked? I hoped it would be easier than this." "I can't help you there. I've no experience of going through this change at all. You'll have to work out things for yourself but you seem to have come through it okay. I can only help you adopt a woman's life. " She was a bit worried by a prickly rash and blotchiness on her face and neck but these had gone in a day. She was delighted when the remnants of the beard sloughed off as little dark flecks and the few male hairs left on her chest also fell out about the same time I was actually checking her face when I heard the noise of a helicopter outside and in minutes a sudden visitor interrupted us. It was Ephraim. I had called him to let him know of her progress. He stared at my companion, then smiled. "Edward? You look great. Louise has been letting me know how you were doing." He looked increasingly pleased as he looked Edward up and down. "I must say I was worried at first but the spell has obviously worked. I hope it wasn't too rough on you, Edward." "Well...." I said. "I told you she had a rough time but she's recovered very well. She'll be even better when she's got some proper clothes and has tidied herself up. She's become an attractive woman, hasn't she? I smiled at her to give her confidence. "Look at her lovely complexion. Just like mine, Ephraim. " I rubbed my own cheeks. I grinned. "Yes, many women would kill for looks like ours." The woman who had been Edward looked closely in the mirror. As she got used to her new body she would be pleased. Her skin was now unlined, as smooth as fine china. Her features were rounder, yet more delicate. She ran her fingertips softly over her cheeks, obviously delighted and relieved how things had turned out. " Oh, Mr. Vanderveld, thank you so much! How can I ever repay you?" "Well, Edward, you remember what we discussed? So are you going to carry on with my plan with my ... acquaintance, or have you changed your mind?" "Not at all! Yes, I'm ready to help you!" I broke in. "Well, first things, before you get going on that, we'd better get you some clothes. Are you prepared for that? Wearing women's clothes?" "Yes, I guess so," she said. I was taken aback by her lack of enthusiasm. If, after all she had gone through she didn't want to wear woman's clothing, she'd look like a freak in men's stuff. Besides, she was supposed to be an example when we were working on a changed James Kaiser. She must have read my mind. "Sorry Louise, I really mean that. I am ready. It's just that there is so much to do now." "Then let's see about getting you some!" I pulled down the calendar. "Actually maybe tomorrow. We can go over to the mainland and hit one of the main shopping areas. You'll need several complete outfits, of course, underwear and all the accessories, enough stuff to mix and match. So we'll take at least two days. I'll book a hotel room for some days so we don't have to run back and forward to the island." I wanted to make her focus. "Look, you'd better think about what kind of stuff you want to wear. You'll definitely need to get some decent women's underwear first. I mean bras and panties. But then you have to decide how casual you want your clothes, whether you want mainly just slacks and jeans and casual shirts. Or do you want skirts and dresses? Maybe a variety will be a good idea. " I grinned at her "You realize if you wear skirts or dresses you'll need pantyhose or stockings and, if stockings, then you'll need a girdle or garter belt to hold them up." I raised my eyebrows to Ephraim. "We're not embarrassing you, are we?" He gave a half smile. "Well, this person, James Kaiser, who I want to try the spell on, after he is changed, I want the woman to be so absolutely immersed in a female life that she completely loses her identity! I want her to be in typical women's clothing, skirts and dresses, stockings all the time. In fact, I have rather controlling underwear in mind for her, I mean girdles, firm ones, so she'll be aware of them at all times Maybe even corsets at some time. So maybe you should get the experience of girdles and stockings too. Do you mind?" The woman who had been Edward looked taken aback. "I'm not sure." "Well, think about it," I said "Myself, I usually wear slacks or jeans around the house and when I'm on errands. If it's a more fancy occasion I'll put on a skirt or dress with pantyhose." Ephraim looked over Edward again. "Let me say again, I am pleased with the result. Now, Edward, you've an important decision to make. I'm now going to arrange some documentation for you, a driver's license, some credit cards, a bank account and a passport. Obviously we can't call you Edward. Have you thought of a girl's name for yourself? I thought you could keep the same surname." "I've always thought I liked Edith." "Then Edith it shall be!" He got up and grabbed his coat. "I'll get that fixed up for you. But I'm afraid I have to leave you now. I have things to attend to at the corporation. I'll be in contact with you." He gave us a curt nod and left. Just like my brother to be so abrupt! "Hmm, I thought he would stick around more. Anyhow, Edith, tomorrow we should get over to the city. I'll warn the boatman that we'll be leaving early." I opened a drawer. "In the meantime, sit down here and I'll give you a crash course on grooming." I sat her down at the dressing table, combed her hair and even applied a little make up, enjoying the open-mouthed look of wonder on her face. " I've got you some woman's basic clothing to get started. We can hardly have you go into the stores in your men's suit. It doesn't fit you. So, there's panties, a bra, pantyhose, a dress and a light coat for you. The fit may not be the best but it will do." I had guessed at the sizes. I watched her as she put them on. The panties were simple cotton ones and she got a faint blush. I helped her with the bra, sliding it on her arms, hooking it up at the back and adjusting the straps. "How's that? First time in a bra?" This time she had a deep blush. "It's strange, " she said. "It's confining, intimate too. I'm not used to being held like this. I guess it keeps these from moving around." She pointed to her breasts and gave a grin. I noticed her nipples were erect and poked the fabric out. "Now your pantyhose," I said. "Bunch up one leg and carefully pull it up to the knee, then the other, and then gently ease them up over your thighs and your hips. Take your time, and watch your nails and how you pull them or they'll rip. Oh, how are your nails?" She held her hands out for me to see. They were smooth, an office worker's hands. "They'll do, " I said and I watched as she wriggled into her pantyhose. I brought out a low heeled pair of my shoes. They were slightly too big for her but I stuffed some paper in the toes and gave her some lessons on walking and sitting in her new clothes. Next, I sat us down with some coffee and gave her a girl-to-girl talk about how her body worked and how to handle her periods when they came and even a starter on her demeanor and how to handle the attention her new beauty would bring her. What with her questions and one topic leading to another it took a few hours. I reminded myself to write it all down. They'd be useful when we changed James Kaiser. "Oh, I take it you'll not be needing that stuff any longer?" I pointed to Edward's discarded clothes after we had eaten supper. I had folded them and put them in a bag. She laughed and posed as if to show off her new figure. "No, I think I'm done with them. Why don't we give them to some charity." We talked a bit more but eventually we were both too exhausted to go on so I poured us out some chardonnay, brought out some tortilla chips and we sat and chatted for a bit until I was yawning. I patted her arm. "Off to bed with you, Edith. After you undress make sure you wash your face to take the makeup off, or if you want, use face cream. There's a nightdress on the bed in your room. Use that." I peeked in some minutes later when I had washed my own face. She was standing in front of the long mirror, posing in the long nightdress. Her nipples pushed out the soft fabric. So she was off to a good start and I made sure I complimented her. " You look very pretty and elegant. You like it?" "Yes, very much." When she had gone to bed I went to my own room. I was tired, yet I began thinking about Edith too much to get to sleep. She had a totally female appearance, and she was pretty, but she had been a man. Now, in the space of only a few weeks, I was supposed to train her to actually behave like a woman, maybe even think like one! I wondered what I had let myself in for. I was in my twenties. I had been born female, and right from the start I had been treated as a small girl, there had been instruction and guidance for me, subtle or otherwise, and expectations of female behavior to be met, from my mother, from family, from teachers and society in general. There had been more than twenty or so years of that for me as I grew, just like any other woman. I remembered my own years as a young girl, my mother putting me in dresses, complimenting me, and teaching me appropriate manners. I remembered my girls' toys, and my dolls. At first my mother had chosen my clothes, but gradually allowed me to choose my own clothes, tolerantly accepting my mistakes, guiding me but allowing my own taste to develop. As I matured to teenage years and then as a young woman, she had of course given me advice on my body's workings and my feelings, gently guiding and advising me on my relationships with other girls, then with boys. I had undergone crushes, first experiments with sex, regular meeting dating then meeting Jeff and falling in love with him and getting married. I was supposed to instruct Edith on all of that? From what Ephraim had told me, Edward had been a competent, but otherwise fairly forgettable young man. Now Edith was a beautiful young woman. Would this woman still have the same shy personality, or would she blossom? Whatever, it would be an interesting journey for us both. I had to wake Edith in the morning. After our breakfast was cleared up I laid out her clothes and pointed to the shower. "We'll be going soon." I checked out the window. It was cloudy with spots of blue sky showing "I'm not sure what the weather's doing. Take your light raincoat. If it brightens up you can leave it in the boat. You'll be getting one of your own anyway. Oh yes, I've booked a hotel room for two nights to save us coming back here. We've a lot of shopping to do." I gave her an hour," You ready then?" I called. "We'll get down to the jetty." We were out the door on the way to the boat when I saw a sudden embarrassed look on her face as she held down her skirt in a breeze. "I feel exposed," she gasped, but I just laughed. "You'll get used to it and don't worry about your appearance. Anyone seeing you will have no idea that you are anything other than a woman, and an attractive one at that." Hank the boatman barely glanced at us as we climbed on board. "Hank's job is to run the boat back and forward to the mainland. Other than that he spends hours fishing, I explained. "I'm not sure if he even notices what's going on up at the house. He can keep secrets." I wondered if he had noticed that he was transporting a young woman who had never come to the island. Once at the jetty on the mainland, I called a taxi to take us to one of the stores I had in mind. I watched her as she climbed in. "All right, another lesson," I said, when we were in the cab. "Be ladylike. Take your time when getting into a car. When you're wearing a skirt, especially if it is a tight one, back into the car seat then slide your butt onto the seat and swing your legs around." "Where are we going?" "Your first shopping experience, we're going to a lingerie store. Get you some basics." The taxi soon stopped in a side street by a lingerie store I often used. "That's us here. I often use this store. Remember, you're just a normal girl. Yes, a pretty one. So, out we get! Keep your head high and walk straight." She blushed and, taking a deep breath, eased herself out of the car. "Come on, you're hunching over! Straighten up!" I reminded her. "We'll start with getting you underwear then go to a bigger store for dresses or skirts and so on and then coats and jackets." Once inside the boutique, I lightly held her arm. "Panties first. Get some cotton ones and some fancier ones too. Now next, you need some bras as a basis for the rest of your clothes, and your own comfort," I emphasized. An assistant soon pounced on us and after a half hour Edith had several styles and was even wearing one. As I expected, it fit her much better than the one I had got for her. " What about paying?" she asked. I waved a credit card. "Ephraim's given me this. Let's make sure we use it." I grinned. "He'll be paying for quite a lot by the time we're finished. All right, that's a start, "I said. "Now, next, a big decision for you, what do you want to wear on your legs, pantyhose or stockings? If it's a special occasion when I'm out with Jeff I'll put on stockings with a garter belt! I confided. "He likes that!" She made a face and I could see she was unsure. "All right, while you're thinking about it let's get some other stuff done," and, bustling through the shelves and racks, I got her two robes and some nightdresses. She was blushing at first, but that soon wore off. By this time my stomach was feeling rumbly and, as I expected Edith's would be the same, I suggested we break for lunch at a bistro the next door. An accompanying glass of wine went down very well. I had arranged for our purchases to be delivered to the hotel. After lunch I looked at her again. "Ready for another go at it? Next we 'll look at some dresses and skirts for you so you now have to decide on whether to wear a girdle if you want them close fitting. Even with a nice figure like you have, a girdle will affect how they fit." I wondered how she would take to wearing one. The last time I had worn a girdle was at my wedding but I reminded her Ephraim had said he wanted the changed James Kaiser to be put in firm girdles, and open ones. "Yes, I suppose I'll need the experience. Actually I've always wondered how it would feel to wear a girdle." She actually blushed. I could have told her: I had given them up but I had to let her decide, "Well, now's your chance, "I said. "Let's get to it." I took her first to the hosiery department in a store just down the street. "You'll need stockings for the girdle, maybe more pantyhose too." I explained. That accomplished, it was back to the lingerie boutique. I nudged her. "All right, you get to do the asking this time. Tell her what you want. Go on!" Before she could properly react the same assistant was on us. She looked surprised at seeing us again but asked if she could help us. Edith actually took a deep breath. "I'd like to get some girdles, please." In fact it took almost an hour before we were out of the department with her purchases. I had suggested she wear one of the girdles. As we made our way from the lingerie department I stopped and watched her. "What is it?" she asked. "Oh, how are you finding the girdle? Is it like you thought it would be?" I wondered how she would react to its pressure and firmness. "I like it," she replied. "Oh well!" I said shrugged. I wondered if she would feel that way after several hours. With that out of the way we started again at more shopping and ended with pile of clothes. Among these were two pretty dresses, one in red and another in a gray blue that I thought would look good on her. I had them sent to our hotel to add to our pile. By this time Edith was very tired. Shopping this much wasn't my idea of fun either and she was pleased when I suggested that we had done enough for the day. "We could do more but we have the basics for you. As you develop your own style and taste you'll have to do a lot more shopping yourself, but I think that's enough for the day. Ready to get back to the hotel?" "Yes, I just want to sit down." We rested for a bit then had dinner at the hotel dining room where I suggested she wear the red dress. It looked quite smart but I made a mental note to get her better shoes the next day. So, next day it was the shoe department first, where she also got some purses, followed by shopping for makeup supplies. Then, more clothing. Back in the hotel room that afternoon we just collapsed into chairs. "It's nice to put my feet up," she groaned. "This is hard work!" "I agree. However, we'll need to go out for dinner later but let's relax for a bit. I tell you, why don't we lie down for a bit? Just take off your dress so it doesn't crease." I did the same and had a welcome nap. Later, I supervised her as she dressed again in her new red dress, this time with smart new shoes with a modestly high heel. When I said, "You look much better," she gave a big smile. She looked very elegant. The dress was fairly slim fitting and hung smoothly about her hips with no bulges. One advantage of her girdle, I supposed. Back in our room I suggested we change into our nightwear then have a drink. I had directed her to another nightdress and peignoir set that I thought would be very pretty on her and I had been so taken with it I got a similar set too. I was sure Jeff would approve when he got back from the wilds. We had a nice relaxing evening, chatting over a bottle of wine and Edith told me more about herself, her wish to be a woman, and how Ephraim had got in contact with her. She had actually been employed briefly by the Vanderveld Corporation. I imagined that Ephraim had used her time there to see if she was suitable for his plans. "So, back to the island today?" she asked at breakfast the next morning. "Yes, but first, we have to treat you to a proper makeup and up and a decent haircut. By the way, I hope you are taking all of this in as it will be your turn to help train this acquaintance, as Ephraim calls it." "I'm puzzled. Why didn't he just get you to do all of this? Why did he need me?" "Well, you see, he wasn't sure about the spell! He wanted to test it first. You were the guinea pig! Also, Jeff is off in the wilds of South America at present, but when he returns I want to be with him rather than here. Mind you, I have my own score to settle with this person, so I'll be helping as much as I can." Edith's breath caught and she frowned. She realized she was a guinea pig. She would be rightly wondering what would have happened if the spell had not worked properly. "The other thing too, Ephraim has been doing you a big favor, wouldn't you say? So you owe him big time." "I certainly do!" "Now, I've just remembered another thing, your outfits, another thing to think about, have you thought about jewelry? You need a watch, and at least a bracelet and a necklace. Maybe some dressy rings? Then, have you thought if you want to wear earrings? If so, you'd be better to get your ears pierced. That can be done when you go to the hairdresser." Her hands went to her ears. "Uh, does it hurt?" "Oh, it's over before you think about it. Your earlobes are tender for a day or so but that's all. This person Ephraim has in mind is to get multiple piercings." "Where about?" Edith grimaced and drew in her breath. "I don't want to think about that!" The stylist's eyebrows went up at Edith's short hair but she started work and Edith ended with a gamin like style. I think she was pleased as when we were back on the island I noticed her checking her new appearance, turning her head this way and that in a mirror with a women's magazine in front of her. Her new hairstyle was definitely an improvement. "What do you think?" she asked. " It suits you." "Thanks! I like it too but I think I'm going to let my hair grow so that I can put it up or have it loose to suit the occasion." I was impressed. She was taking to her new appearance and its potential and was looking forward to her new life. Even with Hank helping us it had taken three trips to bring all the purchases from the boat to the house. "That's a lot of money your brother is paying for all of this," she commented. I dismissed it with a wave of my hand. "Ah, he's rich enough! Besides, this will be practice when his victim gets outfitted with woman's clothing." I was feeling pleased with myself. I had also got two dresses and a top. Shopping for Edith had got me in the mood, I guess. I also had some pretty lingerie that I would use when Jeff was back. Edith flopped down heavily in a chair, but I shook my head and pointed to her purchases "Uh, uh! No rest until this is all put away." That took us another hour and she was about dropping at the end. "I need bed," She yawned. I noticed her hands straying to her ears, now fitted with two small golden balls. "How are your ears? I asked. "Oh, a little sore but not too bad." "Use a salt solution on them if you feel them irritated, or alcohol, although that stings. Anyway, you look very feminine in them." "Thanks!" She gave a proud little smile. "Maybe when I'm used to them and my ears are healed I'll get some fancier ones." "Come on, I'll unzip you." I slid down the zipper on the back of her dress and helped her undress to her bra and girdle. I handed her a housecoat and some cream and tissue. "First, you should remove your makeup, unless you want it all over the bed sheets." "God, I'm too tired!" she grumbled but, "Do it!" I ordered. So that was the first step done with, getting her clothes and accessories but I knew it would take many more weeks to get her used to her new life. As I had thought, there was so much to learn, stuff that I had absorbed over the years. Some of it she could manage by herself, but she would need help with others and I would have to be as supportive and encouraging as I could. The following days I had her try out all of her clothes so she could see what suited her and develop her own taste. Then, a week later, we took another trip to the mainland and visited several boutiques that I liked. The staff in these worked wonders and she ended up with many very flattering outfits. I noticed her personality changing. She was coming out of her shell and becoming more confident and assertive. On the negative side I began to see a little smugness about her. She had been given a beautiful face and body. Perhaps she was getting too enamored with herself. She was pretty but I thought she could make even more of her appearance and I decided her face needed more attention. Her eyebrows especially needed some attention so I gave her the number of a beauty salon she could call to explain what she wanted and make an appointment. I had some things to attend to at my house and I met her later at the docks. She was elaborately made up but looking very pleased with herself. "How was it?" I asked. "Oh, prodded, plastered and pruned, and I didn't like being stuck in the chair all that time, but I love the result!" If anything her skin was even smoother. The experiences would all help when we had James to deal with. So, she had totally taken to her new life, courtesy of Ephraim. She seemed very pleased with it and happy to show off herself and parade her new outfits when he paid us another visit. She even gave him a big kiss. He was impressed. "You look good, Edith! And here are some things for you." Her eyes opened in delight when he passed her a driver's license, some credit cards and even a passport, all in her new name with her new photograph. As I expected, the driver's license photo did not do her justice. "All right, ladies, I want to go over some things with you. I'll give you an update. My enemy is James Kaiser. My eventual plan is to drug him and abduct him then, you Edith, will read the spell to him. When he is changed to a woman he, or perhaps I should say 'she', will be brought here to the island where you both will train her to my instructions. I don't care how severe you are with her. Humiliation will be good." He grimaced slightly. " Now, some problem. I thought I would be able to get to it soon but, unfortunately, there has been a holdup. Some business matters needs my full attention so it can't be done right away. So I'm sorry, you'll have to wait." He looked at Edith. "So Edith, how are you finding the change? No second thoughts." She shook her head. "Not at all! I'm delighted, but still, it's strange. Yes, I love my new body and the clothes, but I'm actually getting a little bored. And if I have to wait some more time....?" I thought that would happen. I could keep myself occupied with the books I was editing. For Edith, although she was now used to her new body, there was not much for her to do on the island. If she had been a marine biologist she might have enjoyed looking around the tide pools and the variety of life, but she wasn't. Actually, she had taken up some running and worked her way up to six circuits of the island. She looked good for it, with toned muscles and a healthy glow. There were the meal preparations and some housework, but those took little time. In the evenings we would watch television for a bit, or read. Sometimes I'd let her read the books I was editing but she had little to offer. Often we'd chat over a glass of wine. She really needed to test her new body out in the world at large. "I wondered about that, Edith, " Ephraim said. "So, what do you say if you come back to the corporation, I have some jobs that I think would suit you well." I was not surprised when she jumped at the chance and was told to report to Ephraim the following Monday at the corporation HQ when her responsibilities would be outlined. Later, I discussed it with her. "Edith, you worked there before your change. I wonder how you'll find it with your new female body and maybe interacting with some people you knew as a man. I don't think if they would be able to recognize you, your looks have changed so much, but don't be careless. Act as if it's the first time you are meeting any of them, and as if the Corporation HQ is new building to you." She looked at me, slightly exasperated, "Yeah, yeah, I know that, Louise. I'll be careful." Her being away left me in a quandary. Apart from Hank, who lived in a small cottage, barely larger than a hut, I would be alone on the island most of the time. At first I got quite a bit more editing work done on some long books the editor had been pressing me on, but when that was done the time became heavy on my hands. I had no idea when Ephraim would put the next part of his plan in motion. At first Edith commuted to work each day, but it did not take long before it was obvious that that it took up too much time and, after checking with Ephraim, she rented a furnished unit in one of the apartment buildings by the harbor and usually came to the island only at weekends. That left me feeling even more isolated and I was wondering if should go back home. I began to see great changes in Edith. She told me Ephraim had put her to work as a problem solver. She loved the job and quickly got lots of confidence. Then, a couple of months later, I noticed there was a 'glow' about her. I gathered there was a man in her life but she did not tell me much about him other than his name was Sal and that he also worked with the corporation. I was happy for her. I also noted how long it took for her to start relating to men. I wondered if the same would happen with Kaiser after he was changed. I noticed a little change in Edith's choice of clothing too. When she was travelling back and forward to the island she had favored skirted outfits with stockings, but after a few weeks she suddenly gave these up and used pantyhose. When I commented on it she made a face. "Apparently my garter bumps were too noticeable by the men in the office! So I've been told, so I'm going to leave them for other times." She had been there another three months when her mood changed drastically. She became brusque, and snappy, even either throwing herself into things with excessive enthusiasm, or sitting brooding. I tried to get her to talk about it but she said very little. Her attitude to Ephraim changed too. At first she had been enthusiastic about helping him. Now I sensed some resentment. She did not want to talk about it but I gathered that she and Sal had broken up. I thought of some of my past romances. It was all part of her finding herself. Fortunately, Ephraim had hired another woman to help us. She was called Mary McLennan, a former women's prison guard. Mary was a tall thick-set blonde woman, quiet, but with an underlying firmness. Mary was not a great conversationalist, but she pitched in efficiently at running the house and she and Edith had no problems. Then I had some great news. Jeff was going to come back for a whole month! I was bubbly with excitement and I had trouble sitting still, excited with planning what we could do. I did not want Jeff on the island so I went back home, tidied it up and even repainted the bedrooms and kitchen. When the day finally came when Jeff was to get back, I studied my face in the mirror. I wondered if he would notice the slight differences from before. I had slightly changed my hairstyle. I had changed my makeup slightly too with a brighter shade of lipstick than usual, with more eyeliner and blusher. I had also got a new pair of earrings. When it was time to get dressed to fetch him at the airport I first put on a pair of black pants and pretty blouse but when I looked at myself in the mirror I had second thoughts. So I changed into a pretty dress, one that I knew he liked and even put on pantyhose. I shook my head again. I pulled them off and put on stockings with a garter belt and high heels. I felt glamorous and sexy, but a little embarrassed too. I was into his arms as soon as he came out past customs. I didn't care about anyone around us, some smiling tolerantly, others perhaps looking a bit askance. But it was wonderful to have him back. As we drove back I could see him studying me while he told me about his travels. Then, when he asked about me I just said I had been helping one of Ephraim's prot?g?es on a project on the island. We were in each other's arms again when we were in the door. Still kissing, his hands roamed over my body. "Gee it's great to hold you again and be back home." His hands slipped to hold my butt. I felt my skirt lifted then his hands running down my garters. "Oh, very nice!" he said. One of his fingers began stroking the skin between my stocking tops and my panties, making me wet. I wanted to make love there and then but reluctantly I asked him to wait. We chatted over drinks and talked again what we had been doing while he was away. Then, at one point he looked at me, slightly tilting his head. "Funny, Louise, you look a little different somehow." "Oh? In what way?" I asked innocently. "It's not one thing. Maybe it's my imagination too, but you really do look different somehow. But you do look great," he added quickly. "Oh, maybe its my new hairstyle, or makeup. Remember too, it's months since we saw each other. Look at you! You're skinnier! Tanned too! "So I brushed off his comments. I wondered if he wanted to celebrate by eating out but he shook his head. That was fine with me. I had steaks ready with all the accessories. It was great having him home and after supper we settled down together on the sofa with a bottle of wine but our snuggling did not last long and we ended up in bed, our clothes shed on the floor. Unfortunately Jeff had to go into his company some days for them to go over his findings and to plan more exploration. Then he had three weeks leave before he had to get into the office. His first priority was to get a bunch of odd jobs done around the house so I let him putter away at these for some days, then I insisted, "Jeff, let's get away for a few days, just you and me, no responsibilities." He thought that was a good idea and we rented a chalet in the mountains, exploring, skiing and walking and making love ju