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Introduction To avoid confusion when reading this story some explanation is required. The main character leads a double life. When in his male persona I have used masculine pronouns and when in female persona female pronouns are used. After all they become really different characters. Carrie and Jess Take Flight "Bravo Alpha 282 you are cleared for takeoff." Captain David Wilton glanced at his First Officer and pushed the throttle steadily forwards. The growl of the 4 Rolls Royce engines of the British Airways 747 rose to a scream and the plane began its passage down the runway, slowly gathering speed until it reached 155 knots, at which time Captain Wilton gently pulled back on the controls and 850,000 lb. of aircraft lifted slowly into the Los Angeles smog and began its journey north towards London. The atmosphere in the cabin was relaxed; David and his First Officer Debra Collins had worked together before and had formed a good team. Once the aircraft had reached its cruising altitude the flight settled into its normal routine. While Debra was busy with some of the flight recording details David gazed out of the window and looked back on his life with satisfaction. At 31 he was one of the youngest 747 Captains in the company. Luck had featured prominently in David's life to date. Born of wealthy parents who had been able to afford the flying lessons he started as a teenager, David had got his Commercial Pilot License at age 21. This coincided with a time when BA was looking for young pilots and he had been with them now for 9 years. Again he was lucky because a large number of the senior pilots had retired within a few years of each other and he had progressed quickly up the ladder. David was one of those people to whom things came easily. He seemed to have a natural ability piloting a plane making even the difficult procedures they practiced on simulators appear easy. He was also very good looking in a shy boyish way. A little under 6 feet and quite slender, his blond hair and large blue eyes made him very attractive to the flight attendants in the company, both male and female. Adding to his attraction was the fact that he was a very nice guy, friendly and unassuming. A handsome airline captain has no difficulty getting the amorous attentions of the beautiful young flight attendants, but if David noticed their advances he never responded; he was totally devoted to his wife and it would never have occurred to him to cheat on her. 5,000 miles away in a large house set in a spacious garden Jess Vaughan was just finishing hemming the wedding dress she was sewing for a client who was marrying in 2 weeks. "Just a few details to complete and this one is done" she thought. Jess had married David 3 years earlier but had decided to keep her own name. 29 years old she was tall, dark and very beautiful, but unlike David, she had had to struggle for any success she achieved. She was a flight attendant and they had met at a party at the home of one of Jess's friends. When she had asked him what his job was he had replied in a vague way that he worked for British Airways out at Heathrow. She only found out that he was a Captain when she found herself working the flight to Rome that he was piloting. Jess was enormously impressed because most of the pilots she had met used their position shamelessly to attract pretty women. The initial attraction only became stronger and they were married a year later. Although David earned a good salary Jess followed the habits of a lifetime which was to work hard. Because she worked the longer flights Jess found that, like David, she only made 2-3 trips a month, which left quite a lot of leisure time. She had learned to sew as a young girl and became a very accomplished seamstress and dressmaker. She had started her dress making business a year after their marriage and found that she was kept busy, which suited her very well. Despite their different backgrounds Jess and David shared a common passion which was flying. Unlike David Jess had never had the money for flying lessons when she was younger, but as soon as she began working she had put aside money for flying lessons. She managed to get her basic license and was now working towards her Commercial Pilots License with full support and encouragement from David. Feeling that she had done enough for the day Jess hung the dress up in a large closet and went into the kitchen and poured herself a large glass of red wine which she took out onto the verandah, selected a comfortable lounger and sat down with a book. She was looking forward to David's return the next day; something told her that something special was going to happen soon. Flight 282 landed in London early the next morning and despite the congestion on the motorway David made it home well before lunchtime. They greeted each other with a passionate embrace that lasted several minutes. Because it was such a sunny day they decided to have lunch at one of their favourite pubs on the banks of the Thames. After lunch they took a long walk through footpaths near the river and eventually arrived back home early evening. David normally made a point of staying up until his usual bedtime but after dinner on the verandah he found himself fading around 9pm. Jess said that she too needed an early night because she was working a flight to Vienna the next morning. When she had finished in the bathroom she found David deeply asleep and snoring softly. She looked down on him feeling a great love for her husband as he slept. "Tomorrow my baby, maybe tomorrow," she thought. David woke around 8.30, turned over and dozed for another hour. He got up and looked out the window at the beautiful sunny day. As expected Jess's car was gone and he knew that she would not return until early evening so he had the whole day to himself. With growing excitement he showered and shaved before making his way to his study where he reached into his cupboard and removed a small suitcase that was at the far back on a shelf. He carried it back to the bedroom and placed it on the bed. Prolonging the anticipation he put on a silk robe and went downstairs and made himself a strong cup of coffee. Returning upstairs he paused for a moment, took a deep breath and with trembling fingers opened the case. The case was full of the most gorgeous lingerie; panties, bra's, garter belts slips and stockings in a multitude of colours all neatly folded. He stared at the collection for a while before finally taking out a matching set of satin bra and panties in a deep midnight blue colour. He found a garter belt in the same shade and a pair of dark seamed stockings. He attached the garter belt around his waist and slowly drew the silky stockings up his legs gasping with the delightful silky sensation. He stepped into the high waisted panties, which held his throbbing penis firmly in place, hooked his bra at the back and inserted the 2 gel forms to give a little breast enhancement. Satisfied he sat down in front of a mirror and began applying his makeup with a deft touch, which spoke of many hours of practice. Lastly he pulled a long blonde wig onto his head and brushed the hair carefully into place. He looked carefully in the mirror and satisfied he took a pair of 3 inch heels from the case and slipped them onto his feet. He then stood and walked around the room moving effortlessly in the familiar heels. "Now which dress should I wear for brunch?" he thought. He decided to have another cup of coffee before choosing a dress and so he went carefully downstairs and was just turning towards the kitchen when the door to Jess's sewing room opened and Jess stepped out wearing her flight attendants uniform. "Surely this can't be Captain Wilton?" she said with a cheeky smile. "I thought that all pilots were expert at minimizing drag." David stared at her with a mixture of shock and horror. His mouth opened and closed like a fish but no sound came out. Finally he managed to say, "Jess, you, you, you're here..." "Yes dear I think even the most fastidious philosopher would not dispute that," she said. "Jess, I, I, can..." David stammered. "Can what dear? Can explain? Oh I don't think you need explain; after all it is perfectly obvious what has happened." "No, no," started David but Jess cut him off. "As I was saying, it's perfectly obvious that the airline has lost your luggage. As an employee of British Airways I can only say how sorry I am that they have somehow managed to lose everything except the very saucy underwear you are wearing," said Jess with mock seriousness. "But please be assured," she continued, "that I will do all I can to ensure that you connect with your flight at once. Now let's see, you cannot be a pilot dressed like that, so you must be a pretty flight attendant; here you can have my uniform." Jess immediately began to remove her blouse followed by her skirt and lacy black half-slip. David tried to say something but Jess quickly stepped forwards and placed a finger over his lips and said firmly "Not a word Miss, just get dressed now and I will meet you upstairs and we can discuss the flight details." With this she walked past David and made her way upstairs slowly so that he could take in every detail of her long shapely legs. As though in a trance David buttoned up the blouse, stepped into the slip and then the skirt and zipped it into place. He stood for a few minutes unable to move until a voice from the bedroom called, "Stewardess, come here please." David began the agonizing trip up the stairs dreading every second that took him closer to the bedroom. Finally he entered and saw Jess propped up on the bed; she was wearing his flight uniform minus the trousers; the cap was set at a jaunty angle. "Jess," he began. Again Jess cut him off. "No, it's Captain Vaughan," she said tapping the 4 yellow bands on the epaulettes of David's shirt. "You must be my new stewardess, but we haven't been introduced; what is your name, it can't be David dressed as you are." "Carrie," whispered David. "Sorry didn't hear that, you will have to speak up." "Carrie," said David a little more firmly. "Carrie," said Jess with a big smile. "How nice to meet you and have you serve under me." "What, what are you going to do?" stammered David. "Oh I'm going to fuck you," said Jess decisively. "And after that we can have tea and a nice chat. Let's go through the final check shall we? How does it go now; arm doors for departure and cross check. No that can't be right. Arm doors for departure and cross dress; that's it! Now onto your back sweetie we want this flight to leave on time." Jess kept up a commentary as she removed her panties before reaching under David's skirt and easing his panties over his very erect penis. "Captain Vaughan to Tower, panties are off and we are ready for departure; time for me to take my seat at the controls." She gently eased David's skirt and slip up to his waist and his penis sprang forward. Jess took hold of it and straddled David before inserting just the tip at the opening of her vagina. "OK we are cleared for takeoff," shouted Jess a she suddenly thrust downwards. "Firm grip on the controls and thrust the throttle forwards." She bent forwards almost touching David's face with the peak of her cap and began to pump up and down vigorously while contracting her vaginal muscles as hard as she could. "Wheels up," she yelled as she tightened her grip on David's cock and leant backwards. She continued to buck and bounce with increasing fervor. Both cried out loudly as they climaxed together and Jess fell forwards across her husband in exhaustion. They lay for several minutes until eventually Jess levered herself up, crawled forwards and announced "Cabin crew have now cum in the cabin and will clean the Captain's pussy," before lowering her pussy onto David's mouth. He tongued her thoroughly until she climaxed again. "David," she gasped, "you are a great lover but I have never had a fuck like that before." They lay in silence for what seemed like hours. Eventually David said in a very small voice, "Jess are you going to divorce me?" "I might," she said in a disinterested voice leaning on her elbows and looking down at him. "But we don't have to decide that now, let's wait till after tea." She continued in a dreamy voice, "I suppose that I have two choices; I could divorce you and marry Carrie or I could stay married to you and have Carrie as a live-in mistress, I'm not sure, what do you think?" And she yawned loudly. Then smiling down at her husband she said in a soft voice, "Have a shower darling, put on your dressing gown and come downstairs as David. I'm going to make us brunch, I'm starving." 30 minutes later when David entered the kitchen dressed in a terry cloth bath robe, Jess dressed in a red satin robe was just serving a delicious omelet hash browns and fruit. They ate in silence for a while until David said, "Jess I'm so sorry." Jess quickly held up her hand and said, "David let me speak first; I think it will save us time. Let's take our coffee into the lounge where we can talk." David followed his wife into the lounge and she patted the seat next to her on the couch. She reached over and pulled him towards her so that his head rested on her chest. "Now David please hear me out and don't interrupt. First thing is I am not angry or disappointed. I would have loved to have been told but I fully understand why you kept it secret. The truth is I am thrilled to find this side of you. I have known about this side of you for several weeks when I quite accidently found the suitcase with all your treasures. Then it all made sense. Whenever I was away I would come home and the house was immaculate, but when I was here you would only do housework if I asked. Now I know that it turned you on to get dressed, perhaps as a maid,and clean the house. I faked the trip to Vienna guessing that after being away for a few days you would not be able to resist the temptation of dressing as Carrie. I moved the car and hid in the sewing room." David gasped in amazement. "I truly want to spend the rest of my life with you, it's just that this revelation will necessitate some changes; don't worry I think you will like the changes, at least I hope so." "Do you really mean this Jess?" asked David. "Yes my darling; you see I have been keeping a secret from you as well which I will reveal later. First please tell me how Carrie came into being." David took a deep breath and began. "I was quite young, perhaps 11 or 12 when I began to get a fascination with girl's skirts and dresses. I liked seeing a girl in a dress but realized that it was really something that I wished I could wear. I longed to be the one in the pretty dress swishing around the house. I even loved the sound of the names of girl's clothes; panties, (I hated the word knickers), petticoats, skirts. My sister Anne is a year older so I was exposed to it very frequently. When we were quite small we often played dress up when we were alone. I just loved being the Princess and often wished that I could in real life. I imagined having hundreds of wonderful dresses that I could wear over my petticoats. I never wanted to marry a handsome Prince, the Princess of my dreams would just be with girls. Anne and I have always been very close and when I got older I confided in her. She was very supportive and would let me spend time with her as a younger sister. Those times were magical; our parents would be away for the day and Anne would make me really pretty and we would do girl stuff together. We even went out a few times as sisters. I begged her not to tell anyone and she has kept her promise to this day, although she has urged me to tell you, but I was terrified in case I lost you." He began to cry softly and Jess held him tight and comforted him, "David my sweet man, it is ok, it's nothing to be ashamed of, I think it's wonderful. Please go on." "Once I left home and had my own flat it was much easier to be Carrie whenever I wanted. I got most of my clothes either on-line or overseas when I was working. After I met you and we got married I thought that the urge would get less but if anything it increased. Seeing you wearing a pretty dress or skirt only increased the longing to be in skirts." "Do you want to be a woman David?" asked Jess very quietly. David paused before answering. "Of course I have wondered that myself but I believe the answer is no. I asked myself would I want to be a woman if I could only wear trousers and the answer is no. The whole point of being a woman for me would be to wear pretty skirts and dresses and to look good in them. You grew up wearing dresses and skirts, perhaps having to wear them when you did not want to, so this may be hard for you to understand, but I get this wonderful feeling when I am wearing a dress or skirt. The sight and feel of the fabric brushing against my legs is a magical sensation. A simple act to you like smoothing your skirt under you when you sit is for me an act of feminine bliss. Does this sound crazy?" "No my darling I think I understand. As you say girls grow up that way and just take it for granted. I'm relieved that you don't want to change your anatomy," smiled Jess, "I don't want to lose David but just to reassure you, you do look good in skirts." "Jess I love you," said David still crying. "I know darling and I love you. Do you know why?" asked Jess. "Right now I can't imagine why you would," sniffed David. "Silly boy," said Jess. "I don't know where to start there are so many reasons; ok here goes. You have always treated me with respect, as an equal. You were always so self-effacing, turning the conversation towards my interests not your own. Dammit David we were dating for 3 months before I found out you were a pilot. Most of the guys in the cockpit are such chauvinists; they just want to get into your panties." "So did I," said David. "Yes you did literally," giggled Jess. "You have always encouraged me especially with flying; you have no idea how much that means to me. Not least, you have never cheated on me." "I haven't," said David, "But how did you know?" "Josie told me," said Jess. Josie was a close friend of Jess's who was also a flight attendant with BA. "How would Josie know?" asked David sounding puzzled. Jess laughed. "She was at a party with a lot of BA girls and the topic of pilots and their bedroom antics came up. One of the girls was rather drunk and probably quite randy. Anyway she boasted about a little club she was in called "Cockbusters" whose purpose is to see who can screw the most pilots. They give extra points for Captains and other airline pilot's. Josie didn't mention your name because she really likes you, but someone else did. Anyway the randy one said, "Oh we have a bounty on David Wilton, but no one has ever collected it; apparently he loves his wife too much to cheat on her, can you believe it?" David looked very embarrassed and Jess hugged him. "Darling I need to speak to Carrie now; we have been keeping her waiting. I have left some things out for her in the spare room, so ask her to get dressed, put on some makeup and come down here." They both went upstairs, Jess into the main bedroom and David into one of the spare rooms. Half an hour later David walked into the lounge wearing a T-shirt, denim skirt and sandals. He was wearing his blonde wig and his makeup was flawless. Jess rose from her chair and came forward. "Carrie you look absolutely beautiful. Come and sit next to me we have so much to talk about; things that I have not been able to say to David. Carrie, I have been keeping a secret form David for a long time and I need to tell you because you are not David and I am hoping that you will understand. Carrie I am bi," said Jess. Carries eyes open wide in surprise but she did not say anything. "Josie was one of my lovers before I met David. After David there has never been anyone else, until now that is. I have never cheated on him but I don't think I can remain faithful to him any longer." Carrie looked alarmed but did not say anything. Jess went on, "Carrie I need a woman to love; Carrie I need you. I have always fantasized about being with a pretty girlie girl with something extra between her legs. Do you think you could be my girlie girl?" Carrie put her arms around Jess and held her tight. Finally breaking the silence she said, "Yes Jess I would love to be your girlie, girl, just what does that entail?" This time it was Jess's turn to sob. Eventually she recovered and said, "Carrie you have no idea how happy this makes me. David is a wonderful man but I need more; something only you can give me." She paused for a while before continuing. "David is so good at everything he does and he makes it look so easy. I have always had to struggle and I can't help feeling that I am playing second fiddle to him. I long to be the one doing the teaching and leading some of the time; now I have found you I can be that leader. I can guide you like an older sister but also as a lesbian lover. For this reason I want to wear the pants in our relationship, not you; I want you to be in a skirt or dress whenever we are together. I want you to look pretty. Don't worry I do not want a submissive partner, far from it. You won't be doing all the housework and wearing a French Maid's uniform; we will be true partners, with me as the guide. Do you understand Carrie?" "I understand my love," said Carrie. "To be able to wear dresses and skirts and express myself as Carrie is a dream come true." Carrie paused before asking, "Couldn't I dress as a French Maid occasionally?" Jess collapsed into a fit of giggles, "Of course you can darling it will be fun to harass you while you are doing the house work although I suspect that dressed like that most of your work would be on your back in the bedroom." "What shall we do now?" asked Carrie. "Right now we are going to start your apprenticeship, which in time, depending on how well you learn, will lead to a full partnership. Now come with me Carrie," said Jess getting to her feet. She made her way down to the sewing room and ushered Carrie inside. "Carrie you are going to help me make beautiful dresses. You have a lot to learn and you will have to practice and practice because I am sure that you have no idea how to sew." "None at all," said Carrie. "Good," replied Jess, "you will not have developed any bad habits." For the next half hour Jess ran through some basic instruction in how a sewing machine worked and some of the other tools a dressmaker uses. "Now let's have you make your first dress; don't worry I will be doing most of it but you can certainly help." Jess selected a large bolt of cloth in a pretty floral pattern on a white background. "We are going to make a simple summer dress that we can finish in about an hour and a half. Normally it would only take me half an hour but we are going slowly so that you can do some of it. Don't be afraid to make mistakes; it's all part of the learning process." Jess laid out the fabric and demonstrated the measurements she needed to make. She allowed Carrie to do some of the easy cutting and took over when the process became a little more complicated. "This is a light cotton fabric which will move easily and be cool to wear," explained Jess. "We need a lot of fabric because the dress is going to be mid-calf and have a full skirt because we want it to swirl." Carrie was amazed at how quickly and surely Jess worked and the precision she brought to her craft. "It's not difficult," said Jess, "it just needs practice and you will get lots." When it was finished Jess hung the dress on a hanger and reached into a drawer and pulled out a bag which she handed to Carrie. "What's this?" asked Carrie. "Open it and see," said Jess. Carrie opened the bag and drew out a lacy white half-slip, which was just below knee length. "It's very pretty," she said, "is it for me?" "It is," said Jess. "You will recall that the dress we just made has no lining so you will need to wear this slip with it." "The dress is for me?" asked Carrie in a surprised voice. "How wonderful, thank you so much Jess." "The first of many," said Jess. "Well don't just stand there, try it on." Quickly Carrie took off her T-shirt and blouse and stepped into the slip before pulling the dress on over her head. "Looks great," said Jess, "go and have a look in the mirror over there." She smiled as Carrie swished around the room and stopped in front of the mirror to admire herself. "Come on Carrie give me a twirl." Carrie did a twirl in the middle of the room and gave a squeal of delight at how the skirt and slip floated around her as she turned. "You just parade around the house for it bit, I've just got to get something upstairs," said Jess. When she returned she was carrying 2 purses, one of which she presented to Carrie. "What's this for?" asked Carrie. "All girls take a purse when they go out," said Jess. "Come on we don't want to be late." Carrie looked alarmed. "Can't I change?" she asked. "Why would you want to change, you've just got dressed?" "But I'm wearing a dress," spluttered Carrie. "I know darling, we just made it, remember? We have been invited out to dinner; I mean Carrie and Jess have been invited; David will have to take care of himself." "I'm not sure if I can do this Jess," said Carrie nervously. "Where are we going?" "Josie and Fran have invited us for dinner. Don't worry," she said, "They know all about you and are dying to meet you. Carrie is not going to be a stay at home and the sooner you take the plunge the better." "Jess you are right; I'm just nervous." "You will be fine," said Jess as she led Carrie out the door. They took David's Aston Martin DB11 sports car and for once Carrie was very happy for Jess to drive. Jess was actually a very good driver but David loved to drive his car and Jess was usually happy to let him. This time she took delight in being at the wheel with her new lover. Carries nerves were quickly soothed when they arrived at Josie and Fran's house and she was given a warm and loving welcome. "Carrie we are so thrilled to meet you," said Josie giving her a huge hug. "You look a real knockout in that dress," added Fran joining in the embrace. They went inside and Fran immediately uncorked a bottle of Champaign and poured generous measures. "Here's to our new girlfriend," toasted Josie. "We are going to have such fun going out as a foursome from now on." "Let's organize a party for next week," said Fran. "Don't worry Carrie it will just be girls; lesbian friends of ours." "Yes I suppose I am a lesbian now," said Carrie. "Yes you are," said Josie. "Don't misunderstand us Carrie, we absolutely love David; he will always be our friend and is always welcome here, but we think you are going to be something special. To mark your first day as a proper woman Fran and I bought you a little gift." Carrie opened the small package to find a beautiful pair of ear-rings and a matching pendant both in Sterling silver. "Oh my God they are just fantastic," cried Carrie, "thank you so much." As David had worn studs for some years he was able to use the ear-rings immediately. Looking at himself in the mirror he became quite teary. "You three are so wonderful the way you have treated me, I will never forget it." "You deserve it," replied Fran, "you and David are both wonderful people who we are proud to call our friends. The dinner was a spectacular success and Carrie, Fran and Josie drank a lot of wine. The four of them seemed to relate so well to each other. Carrie could not remember having laughed so much. Eventually Jess called a halt. "Well young lady," she said, "I need to get you home; you have a big day tomorrow." "What's happening tomorrow?" asked Carrie. "David works his next flight in 10 days," said Jess. "You will be Carrie until then and tomorrow we are going away to a lovely cottage in Dorset. I want to spend every minute with my new girl and we also have a mountain of shopping to do. It will be so much fun." They said their goodbyes and promised to come back in a week for Josie and Fran's party. Jess, who had not had much to drink, drove carefully home. Once in the bedroom Jess had another gift for Carrie; a long satin nightgown in a delicate shade of pink. Naturally they made passionate love before falling asleep in each other's arms. "This is the happiest day of my life," said Carrie before drifting off to sleep. 8 hours later Jess gently shook Carrie awake. "Come on Carrie darling time to get up, we have a lot to do today. Breakfast is ready so come straight down." Carrie arose sleepily and went into the bathroom to get ready before putting a silk robe on over her nightgown and going down stairs into the kitchen. "You look so beautiful," said Jess who was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. Carrie yawned and said, "What are we doing today?" "I'm taking you to get your hair done. Don't worry Megan knows all about you and is looking forward to helping." "It seems everyone knows all about me," said Carrie ruefully. "Only people who matter, dear," replied Jess. "After I drop you off I am coming back here for the final fitting of Robyn's dress. I will collect you from the hairdressers and then we head straight off to Dorset." "But I haven't packed," protested Carrie. "I'll pack for you sweetie; it won't take long. You can wear your new dress with sandals to the shop and I will put some underwear, a T- shirt and the denim skirt you wore yesterday, together with some toiletries in a bag and you are done. Don't forget we are going to do some major damage to our credit cards buying you all the clothes a girl like you needs. I can't wait to shop with you Carrie." Carrie smiled and leaned over and kissed Jess. "I love you so much," she said. Carrie cleaned up in the kitchen before heading upstairs to get dressed. "Don't bother with makeup Carrie because you are getting a full makeover," said Jess. Jess drove to the hairdressers and went in with Carrie. A bubbly red headed woman greeted Jess before turning to Carrie and saying, "Carrie I am so glad to meet you, Jess has told me all about you. Come this way and we will transform you into a Goddess." Turning to Jess she said, "Come back in 3 hours and we'll have her all ready for you." David's hair was longer than most pilots, coming down just below his collar. Megan looked at it with approval. "Carrie you have great hair, it is so full and thick. I am going to do some trimming and then we will style it in a feminine way. Don't worry it will be easy to change to a more boyish look when you have to be David again. While I am taking care of your hair Trish will be doing your nails and your facial. Just relax and enjoy being pampered." Carrie did relax so well that she fell asleep for over an hour and only awoke when she felt Trish applying some facial cream and massaging it in firmly. She looked down and saw that she now had bright scarlet nails. "This would turn a few heads on the flight deck," thought Carrie. Jess came back just as Megan was finishing. "Good timing," she said, "are you two ready for the unveiling?" Jess and Carrie both gasped when they looked in the mirror. There was no trace of David left; he had been replaced by a very attractive young woman with soft bouncy curls. "Megan she looks gorgeous," shrieked Jess. "Oh my God," cried Carrie, "is that really me?" "Sure is Carrie," said Megan proudly. "Now go off and enjoy your selves. Jess you will have to keep a close watch on Carrie because she looks one hot chick." After thanking Megan and Trish profusely Carrie and Jess made their way out to the Aston Martin and Jess once again took her place behind the wheel. "It would be worth keeping you as a girl just to drive this car," said Jess. "You are welcome to it as long as you let me stay in dresses," said Carrie. "Done deal," said Jess with a huge grin. They were not far from the M4 and once on it Jess put her foot down and the car surged powerfully down the motorway. Travelling at that speed it was not long before they reached the turnoff for Exeter and then began the journey at much lower speed along smaller roads to the delightful village of Branscombe. After stopping for groceries they made their way to the cottage they had rented, which was on the outskirts of the village. It was made of stone with a thatched roof and was set in a small but picturesque garden resplendent with summer flowers. They took their luggage inside; one small case for Carrie and one much larger bag for Jess and a smaller one. "Why did you bring so much Jess?" asked Carrie. "One case is my clothes; I will get some things to keep you company but the bulk of the shopping is for Carrie. The other case is my small sewing machine. There will be time when we are not shopping and I am not screwing you when you will need to practice sewing. We will buy some cloth here and you can practice making skirts." The inside of the cottage featured oak beams which were so old that the wood was as hard as steel. The bedroom featured a large bed and the window looked out over the garden and faced south towards the coast. "Jess this is simply outstanding," said Carrie. "You have outdone yourself." "Not too shabby," said Jess modestly. "Come on Carrie let's try out the bed and I do not mean sleep." After they had made love they dozed for a while before taking a walk through the peaceful countryside. The air had the heavy scent of blossom and as they strolled along both Carrie and Jess felt that they had never been happier. "It's like being in love for the first time," said Carrie as she walked along holding Jess's hand. When they got back to the cottage it was late afternoon and Carrie collected a bottle of wine and some glasses from the kitchen and they sat out in the garden, drinking in the country atmosphere and the wine and talking about the last 24 hours. When it began to get a little cooler they went inside collected cardigans and strolled down into the village where they found a quiet pub that served very good meals. They attracted many admiring glances from some of the local men but Carrie was relieved that no one disturbed them. "It won't always be like this," warned Jess, "you are quite the looker Carrie; it's only a matter of time before some guy starts hitting on you." "Yuck," said Carrie screwing up her face in disgust, "I am a committed lesbian and feminist." "Glad to hear it," responded Jess. Once they got back to the cottage Jess pulled out the sewing machine and after clearing the kitchen table got Carrie to make a simple skirt with some fabric she had brought. Jess gave careful instructions but Carrie actually did all the work, which pleased her immensely. "That skirt will be ideal for walking," said Jess as Carrie paraded proudly around the kitchen. "The full skirt will be very cool if you wear it with a T-shirt." By 10 o'clock they were so tired that they crawled into bed and were asleep within moments. They were woken the next morning by the sun shining through the curtains. Carrie pulled them back to reveal another beautiful day. She went down stairs and made coffee and breakfast and was going to take it up to Jess when she appeared and suggested that they have it in the garden. They both put satin gowns on over their nightdresses and felt a great contentment as they wandered around the garden, stopping to pick some raspberries which they ate with cream. Jess put her arms around Carrie and said, "We need to celebrate; you have been a girl for a whole 24 hours." "I know," said Carrie, "but it is hard to believe. If someone had told me when I landed at Heathrow that 48 hours later, I would be walking around a Dorset cottage garden in a nightdress with my wife I would have suspected they were on drugs." "Are you enjoying it?" asked Jess. "Immensely," replied Carrie. "Well I think we should celebrate by starting to build your wardrobe," said Jess. "We are going to go into Exeter and attack the shops." Exeter proved to be an attractive town with some excellent shopping areas. Once they were parked Jess again took charge, quickly picking up Carries nervousness about going into a women's clothing store. She admitted to herself that she was enjoying being the leader and seeing Carrie outside her comfort zone. David by contrast was always in control. "Right Carrie let's first get your underwear sorted or rather your lingerie, because I only want you to wear the prettiest and frilliest of undies." They found an upmarket shop which exactly met Jess's requirements much to Carrie's embarrassment. They left with a dozen bra's and matching panties in assorted colours, several full and half- slips all with the necessary lace edging and just for fun a very sexy corset. Just as they were leaving Jess saw some girdles and pulled Carrie over to see them. "When would I wear those?" asked Carrie. "Whenever you wear a tight pencil skirt, which will be quite often I assure you. They will hide the very distinctive and entirely adorable asset between your legs," said Jess firmly. They chose 3 and of course also bought several pairs of stockings to go with them. After taking the parcels back to the car they decided that it was time for lunch. Jess had noticed an attractive looking restaurant just off the main street and they headed towards it. Some workers from a building site were just leaving for lunch at a pub just up the street. Carrie felt very self-conscious and vulnerable, especially when some of the men began to snigger and make snide comments as Carrie and Jess had to walk around them. One of them stepped out in front of Jess to block her path and as she turned to get past she deftly swung her shoulder bag into his groin. "Oh sorry," she said sweetly as he doubled over, "I'm so clumsy lately. Perhaps one of your friends could rub it for you; bye for now." "Pricks," said Jess as they walked off. Carrie was silent as they reached the restaurant and settled into a table. "Are you ok Carrie," asked Jess, "you seem upset." "I am really upset," said Carrie in a shaking voice. "I'm sorry sweetie, I probably should not have done it, but I could not resist. I didn't mean to upset you." "It wasn't you my darling; you were wonderful. It's me; I felt so weak and vulnerable," said Carrie. "Well you haven't had to experience this before," said Jess thoughtfully, "so it must come as a shock. You have just seen that wearing skirts is not all fun and games." "I can't believe what arseholes some men are. I know I am a pretend lesbian but I think that if I was a real woman I would certainly be one." Jess smiled and took hold of Carries hand. "They aren't all like that Carrie, most are fine and some are simply wonderful; I should know because I married one. Now let's get some lunch inside us because we have some serious shopping to do and you will need all your strength." After they had finished Jess lead Carrie into the first clothing shop. "OK," she said, "We have your undies sorted; now it's time for the outer layers. Have a look to see what you like but I warn you Carrie that we will only buy really pretty dresses and skirts." "I want to do some coastal walks with you," protested Carrie, "I can't do that in a pencil skirt or a pretty dress, it would spoil them." "Now remember the rule," said Jess in a pretend stern manner, "no shorts or pants for Carrie. But don't worry we won't spoil your new clothes; we are going to make skirts and dresses for having fun in the countryside." She thought for a moment and said, "The advantage of having you in skirts while we hike is that I will always have easy access to that very well developed clitoris you are so fortunately endowed with." Fortunately the shops they were most interested in were all within walking distance of each other so Jess suggested that they look in each one and make a list of the skirts and dresses they liked. "Once we choose your skirts then we can select the best tops," said Jess. "Now there are two contrasting styles I am looking for," continued Jess. "I want you in tight pencil skirts so I can admire your butt and also being a little selfish I do like to see you a bit hobbled while I am striding along confidently; sorry sweetie." Carrie smiled. "That's OK Jess I can do hobbled for you." Jess went on, "The other look I want is full skirts that will give some swish as you walk. Again being just a little mean, I love seeing you cope with a lot of skirt especially if it is a little breezy. Come on Carrie admit that you like that feeling too." "I don't like it Jess," said Carrie, "I absolutely love it. The only time I didn't like it was when those idiots were drooling at us." "Get used to it sweetie it's all part of being a woman," said Jess. After 4 hours of concentrated shopping they had selected a high necked, gun metal, pleated midi dress, a peach blossom wrap midi dress and a polka dot Jacquard dress on a black background. They also bought a Kensington floral full midi skirt, a very full red and cream pleated skirt and a black pencil skirt. It took less time to select the tops to compliment the skirts and by 4 o'clock they were beginning to flag a little so they took afternoon tea in a nearby caf?. "This is hard work," complained Carrie. "But very rewarding," said Jess. "Don't worry you will get used to it. Now we just need some shoes and I think we can call it a day. We are here for 5 more days so we will be coming back for more." They limited their shoe selections to a pair of 3 inch pumps, 2 inch sandals and a pair of ankle boots. "Not nearly enough," said Jess, "but it will get you started. Now let's head home." However on the way to the car they passed a sports shop and remembered that Carrie did not have any shoes for walking. The shoes they liked the most were some tennis shoes with a pink trim and a pair of casual navy blue sneakers. On the way to the counter Jess suddenly went over to the tennis section and came back with a peach coloured tennis dress. "I'd love to play you when you are wearing this with some frilly lace panties," said Jess mischievously. When they got home they collapsed in garden chairs with glasses of wine and when partly recovered Carrie was sent upstairs to choose one of the new outfits to wear for dinner. Carrie returned wearing the Kensington floral skirt and a matching top. Jess embraced her. "Oh Carrie you look so wonderfully girlie; I just adore you." After another relaxing drinks and dinner at the pub it was back to the cottage for more sewing instruction and much more love making. The next day was warm but with a refreshing sea breeze and Jess and Carrie decided it was ideal for sightseeing. They decided to visit Corfe Castle an impressive ruined castle with an equally impressive history. The previous evening before their passions took over Carrie had managed to make another summer dress and Jess decided that this is what she should wear on their excursion. ?It is cool and practical Carrie,? said Jess. ?Then why aren?t you wearing one Jess?? asked Carrie. ?Because this week I wear the pants,? said Jess, who was wearing a pair of light hiking slacks and a cotton shirt. Corfe Castle was situated on a hill with a fine view of the Dorset countryside. Although largely ruined it was easy to see its once commanding presence over the land. They bought a brochure with a map and began to tour the castle. ?It?s been a ruin since just after Charles the First was executed,? said Carrie reading the brochure. ?Apparently it was the last stronghold of the Royalists in Dorset and was under siege for a long time. Lady Mary Bankes was commanding the Royalist forces as her husband had been killed fighting for the king. Although she only had 80 men with her she was able to hold off much larger forces for a long time until one of her one men betrayed her and she was forced to surrender. Cromwell?s men were so impressed with her courage that they allowed her to keep the keys of the castle.? ?Makes me proud to be a woman,? said Jess. ?I am proud to be your woman,? said Carrie giving Jess a hug. ?Let?s climb up to the top where we can enjoy the view,? said Jess. They climbed up to the highest point of the castle. It had been partly destroyed by the vengeful Parliamentary forces of Cromwell and where they stood the once proud walls lay in a crumpled heap. Without the protection of the castle walls they were exposed to a strong breeze from the coast. Carrie gazed out over the countryside and sighed. ?Isn?t the view spectacular?? she said. Jess who was positioned a little below Carrie replied, ?It is from where I am looking.? Carrie turned and saw Jess staring at her dress which was billowing upwards in the wind revealing her frilly white slip and almost her panties. She hurriedly brought her flapping skirts under control. ?Really Jess you are as bad as a teenage boy,? she scolded. ?All part of your wonderful education sweetie,? said Jess, sniggering. After completing their tour they had cream tea and scones at the castle caf? and planned out the rest of their day. They drove down to a point where they could join one of the coastal pathways and spent the afternoon rambling aimlessly reveling in each other?s company. Eventually they drifted back to the car and then to the cottage. Jess took a bath while Carrie was relaxing in the garden with a glass of wine. She emerged in a bathrobe and said to Carrie, ?Your turn darling and then I want you in your prettiest dress, garter belt and seamed stockings; I am taking you out to dinner in Exeter and then we will see what happens.? Half an hour later Carrie stood in front of Jess wearing the gunmetal silver pleated midi dress. ?Well Miss Jess will I do?? she asked. ?You will do very well my darling,? said Jess smiling in delight. ?You look spectacular, grab your purse and let?s go.? ?You aren?t going to wear a dress?? asked Carrie, a little disappointed. ?Not tonight sweetie, I want all the attention on you,? said Jess who was wearing a pair of black linen slacks and a cream blouse. They started towards the door when Jess stopped and lifted Carrie?s dress. ?Carrie you aren?t wearing a slip,? she said in a shocked tone. ?I didn?t think I needed one with this dress,? said Carrie. ?You always wear a slip when I am taking you to dinner,? said Jess firmly. ?Now quickly, upstairs with you and put your frilliest slip on or you will spoil all my plans and fun.? ?Oh no, not more hilltop views,? Carrie groaned. ?Certainly not,? said Jess primly, ?I wouldn?t dream of it. Now off you go or we will be late and miss our reservation.? Carrie returned a few minutes later and Jess made a quick inspection. ?Much better,? she said. ?Now you look a proper lady.? ?I think you would prefer an improper lady,? said Carrie as she headed to the car. The restaurant was small and intimate with soft lighting. A lone classical guitarist was playing haunting tunes and Jess and Carrie immediately felt at ease. They ordered a bottle of Burgundy and sipped it as they looked over the menu. They both chose the braised lamb with small potatoes and vegetables. ?Here?s to you Carrie,? said Jess raising her glass. ?No here?s to us,? responded Carrie. ?I can?t believe that I can have you and David,? said Jess dreamily. ?I can?t believe that I can be both Carrie and David,? said Carrie. ?I can never thank you enough for making this possible.? After Jess paid the bill she excused herself for a few moments and left the restaurant. She returned 5 minutes later with a bag. ?I?m just going to use the ladies darling, won?t be long.? When she returned Carrie was startled at the transformation. Gone were the linen slacks and silk blouse and in their place Jess was wearing tight jeans, an AC/DC T-shirt and a leather jacket generously adorned with metal studs. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail and she wore heavy black eye makeup. ?Jess what on earth ...? began Carrie before Jess shushed him. ?Party time Carrie; I am taking you clubbing. ?No don?t worry,? she said as Carrie looked alarmed. ?You will be completely safe with me. We are going clubbing to a place Josie told me about. It?s called Claws and it?s the local lesbian hangout in Exeter; no guys will be there. We are going to dance and have a great time.? ?But aren?t I overdressed?? protested Carrie. ?Definitely not,? said Jess emphatically. ?I am the butch dyke and you are my girlie girl, just the way I like you. Come on let?s get going.? Once they reached the car Carrie asked, ?Jess where on earth did you get that jacket; I have never seen it before?? Jess giggled. ?I started planning this as soon as I caught you. While you were in the hair dressers I went to a charity shop and found the jacket and T-shirt. Oh and I got you something as well.? She handed a bag to Carrie and when she opened it she exclaimed, ?Jess it?s beautiful, thank you.? Carrie held up a pink silk jacket that perfectly matched the dress she was wearing. Jess drove down the main street before turning into a side street where they found parking. They could see a bright flashing light about 100 yards away and as they got closer could make out the outline of a cat with an evil grin displaying a set of very sharp claws. A heavily tattooed woman with green hair was doing door duty and she scrutinized them carefully before nodding them through the door into a vestibule where they paid an entrance fee and were pointed towards a set of doors where they could hear the sound of loud music. The club was as large as a medium sized movie theatre. There was a small stage where a punk styled DJ was playing a variety of rock and pop music. To one side was a bar and in the center the dance floor with tables surrounding it. As it was a week night and fairly early the place was not crowded and so they had no trouble finding a table far enough from the stage that they could still talk. ?You sit here sweetie and I will get the drinks,? said Jess as she headed to the bar. Carrie looked around a little nervously and took in her surroundings. There were about 50 people, mostly couples but a few who looked as though they were on the prowl for new talent; all were women. A few wore dresses but most were in jeans or leather pants and many had brightly dyed hair and multiple piercings. ?I haven?t seen you here before pretty girl,? said a voice behind Carrie. She turned to see a startling looking woman in thigh high leather boots, tight leather pants and waistcoat, with bare, brightly tattooed arms, leering at her. ?Perhaps I can show you a good time since you look like you are dressed for company; mind if I join you,? the woman continued. Before Carrie could respond she heard Jess say, ?Hands off sister, this one?s taken and I don?t share.? The woman shrugged her shoulders and muttered something under her breath as she moved away. ?Good timing Jess I wasn?t sure how to handle that,? said a relieved Carrie. Jess smiled, ?Well you haven?t had much practice sweetie; you are still very innocent when it comes to designing women.? ?I fully intend to remain innocent,? replied Carrie primly. They sat for a while taking in the scene and sipping their drinks until the DJ, who was playing some golden oldies began playing ?Born to be Wild,? by Steppenwolf, whereupon Jess grabbed Carrie by the arm and dragged her out onto the dance floor. ?This one always gets my motor running,? said Jess. ?Come on Carrie time to strut your stuff, give that dress a twirl.? Once on the dance floor the music seemed to galvanize both of them. Carrie felt herself shaking her hips and waving her arms. When the words, ?Fire all of your guns at once,? came, Jess grabbed Carries arms and spun her around in a tight circle whooping in delight as Carries dress billowed up revealing her lacy slip. ?So that?s why you wanted me in a slip,? said Carrie when the music stopped. ?I might have known.? ?I can?t help it,? said Jess. ?The sight of your skirt swirling up and your undies on display just fills me with lust.? Just then Bruce Springsteen started on, ?Dancing in the Dark.? ?Well you can just keep lusting,? said Carrie, ?let?s rock this one.? After a few more numbers they headed back to their table and this time Carrie went to the bar for drinks. The noise made conversation difficult so they just sat holding hands until it was time to dance again. It was getting late and they began to think about leaving when the DJ played K D Laing singing Leonard Cohen?s Hallelujah. Immediately they went onto the dance floor and Jess took Carrie into her arms and began to slowly dance with her. The music and the closeness of their contact stirred them both deeply and it was some time after the song ended that they at last separated and headed towards the exit. ?Are you OK to drive?? asked Carrie. ?No way,? replied Jess. ?I anticipated this and booked us into a local hotel. I?ll call a cab and get them to bring 2 drivers so we have the car for tomorrow.? ?But we don?t have any clothes or toiletries for the night,? said Carrie. ?All covered darling girl; I packed a bag for both of us when you were in the shower.? ?Clever, clever, girlfriend,? said Carrie admiringly. They got to their hotel without incident and were soon in bed and quickly drifting into sleep. They slept late and after making love they lay in each other?s arms. ?Did you enjoy last night Carrie,? asked Jess? ?I loved it,? replied Carrie. ?Dancing in a dress and feeling it caressing your legs has to be the greatest feeling. I love the person you have become Jess since we started this adventure.? ?What do you mean?? asked Jess. ?It?s not easy to put into words,? replied Carrie thoughtfully. ?You have become much stronger, not that you were in any way weak before but now I feel as though you are protecting me. That incident at the building site and the woman in the club; I felt way out of my depth and comfort zone in a way I never have before and you were there for me. As Carrie I need your strength Jess, I really do. Thank you.? Tears came to Jess eyes. ?Carrie that is the best thing you could possibly have said to me; I love you so much.? After a leisurely breakfast they drifted into town again a resumed their shopping exploits of 2 days earlier. More shoes, more skirts and more dresses until at last Jess was satisfied. ?That should keep you going for a while Carrie darling and when you need more there is always London.? It was late afternoon by the time they drove back to their cottage and they spent the rest of the day in the garden reading before once again heading to the pub for dinner. The next day there was a change in the weather. They had gone out for a walk along one of the coastal paths when the wind picked up and they sky began to darken. They hurried back towards the cottage but half a mile away the clouds opened and by the time they reached their font door both were soaked and shivering. They got into a hot shower together and after dressing they made up a cheering log fire and sat drinking hot tea. Jess looked out at the dark sky and said, ?This looks as though it will last all day. I think we will send the rest of the day sewing, there is so much more for you to learn.? So they spent the rest of the day bent over the kitchen table as Carrie practiced cutting and sewing with increasing confidence. Jess was impressed at how seriously Carrie took these lessons and also how quickly she picked up the basics. Of course she was still a beginner but Jess felt that within another couple of weeks of practice Carrie could play a helpful role in their dressmaking business. The remaining days were spent with coastal walks and exploring the surrounding countryside but all too soon it was time to head back to London. They had Fran and Josie?s party to attend on the day they returned so they decided to start early. Once home they found that unpacking took much longer due to the amount of clothes Carrie had bought. ?What should I wear tonight, I think it will be quite casual?? asked Carrie. ?I?m wearing jeans but you are wearing a nice dress. This will be your coming out party and everyone will be looking forward to meeting you,? said Jess firmly. ?Now Carrie into the shower because it will take you a while to get ready.? After showering and shampooing her hair Carrie put her makeup on before looking carefully through her newly stocked closet for a dress. She eventually settled on a contrast skirt dress which had a plain black top with a contrasting skirt that featured colourful display of birds and flowers over a white and grey background. ?Carrie that is absolutely perfect,? enthused Jess. ?You really do make a very pretty girl.? ?Don?t you mean woman?? teased Carrie. ?No darling you have to be a girl before you can graduate to womanhood and you have only just begun your journey,? replied Jess. When they arrived at Fran and Josie?s most of the other guests were already present. They were all women friends of Fran and Josie and most were there as couples. Fran and Josie greeted them with huge hugs and once Fran had made sure everyone had a full glass she called for everyone?s attention. ?Ladies I want to present our guest of honour Carrie. Carrie is a new member of our sisterhood and this is her coming out party. So Carrie welcome to our world, we will all give you our support and love.? There were cries of greeting and encouragement from the group. Josie asked, ?Well Carrie how was your first week as a woman?? Carrie laughed and said, ?Josie I detect a trick question. I am not a woman and never will be; I am a very privileged white male who happens to like wearing dresses and luckily has an amazing wife who loves me wearing them. But I would never presume to know how it feels to be a woman.? This statement was met with a general murmur of approval from the group. Carrie went on, ?However the last week has been amazing; it has given me a glimpse into an entirely different world, the world you all inhabit. It has taken me way outside my comfort zone and required me to lean heavily on Jess who has been my savior. It has also showed me what arseholes some men can be and the shit you women have to put up with. It made me deeply ashamed and so very sorry.? One of the women called Margot spoke up. ?Carrie I am blown away by what you just said. I think you are quite right but nonetheless it shows great insight and a lot of humility. It?s true that you are not a woman but I for one welcome you as a honourary woman.? Carries eyes teared up and she said, ?Thank you Margot that is the nicest compliment you could pay me. I will try to live up to being a honourary woman.? This was greeted with a spontaneous round of applause and Carrie was immediately mobbed by the group and hugged till she gasped. Carrie and Jess were surrounded by a small knot of women who were questioning them on their recent trip. When Carrie told the story of Jess aiming her handbag with unerring accuracy into the groin of the building worker there were huge guffaws of laughter that brought everyone else over and Carrie had to repeat the story. This got the party off to a very lively start and the mood continued from there. Carrie found herself in conversation with Margot who she discovered worked in finance in the city. ?So what do you and Jess do?? asked Margot. ?We both work 2 jobs,? replied Carrie. ?Jess is a dressmaker and also works with British Airways.? ?Is she a pilot?? asked Margot. ?Not yet,? said Carrie, ?but she is close to getting her Commercial Pilot?s license and then we have to apply and hope for the best. I also work out at the airport and I have just started as Jess?s apprentice, which is really challenging but great fun.? ?Well I plan to follow both of your careers with great interest,? said Margot. Carrie despite some initial nervousness found that she was thoroughly enjoying herself and was delighted at how friendly the other guests were towards her. Many of the women were from a professional background and Carrie suspected that they were highly successful. She was surprised when Jess told her that it was time to leave. ?David will be back tomorrow and he will need a bit of time to adjust,? said Jess. ?David,? said Carrie, ?I had forgotten all about him.? ?Well I haven?t,? said Jess, ?and I will give him a very warm welcome.? When they arrived back home Carrie checked her messages and found that there was one from David?s dispatcher. She listened and then hung up. ?There has been a schedule change and David has to fly to Hong Kong tomorrow evening.? ?I wish I was coming,? said Jess enviously. She thought for a moment and then said, ?Please ask David to get me some white silk, actually quite a lot, because I have an order for a special wedding dress and I want enough to make the petticoat as well.? ?You had better write it all down, plus where he needs to get it,? said Carrie. ?No problem,? said Jess. ?There is a site online with a code for the exact fabric. It will be good training in buying for you, I mean David.? Before bed Carrie was careful to wash off all her makeup. She put on her nightdress with some regret as she would not be able to wear one while David was away. Sensing this, Jess made sure that their lovemaking was especially passionate. The next morning Jess was awake first and went downstairs to start breakfast. Carrie woke 30 minutes later and began the process of turning back into David. This mainly required him to wash his hair and style it differently. He dressed in a navy coloured track suit and went down to join Jess. Her eyes lit up when he entered the kitchen and she rushed over to embrace him. ?Darling, I am so glad to see you, welcome back. I can never thank you enough for sending Carrie to me last week, it was unbelievably magical.? ?Don?t worry she?ll be back,? whispered David. As the weather was still fine they decided on a walk by the river and a pub lunch after which it would be time for David to head off to the airport. They spent a wonderful morning together and it seemed to each of them that they had fallen in love again. ?Our marriage was never dull,? said Jess as they walked along a woodland path, ?But having 2 lovers without cheating certainly turbo charges my life.? ?Well it certainly keeps me on my toes, remembering which one I am,? said David. ?You are who you have always been,? said Jess, ?a wonderful human being. Do you feel different David?? ?I feel more free; I feel that I do not always have to be in charge and I feel your strength in a way I have never felt it before. It took Carrie to make that happen,? said David slowly. They made their way back to the car and Jess said, ?I have some business near Heathrow this afternoon so I can drive you to the airport.? ?What about when I get back next week?? asked David. ?I am returning from an overnight trip to Vienna; yes this time it?s true. Our flights land at a similar time so we can go home together,? said Jess. They returned home for David to change into his uniform and collect his luggage before Jess drove to the airport. ?What do you have to do near Heathrow?? asked David. ?I need to pick up a couple of new uniforms,? replied Jess. Outside the terminal they hugged briefly before David disappeared into the terminal and headed towards his dispatch center where he went through the flight details with his crew. He was astonished to find that one of the flight attendants was Josie. She greeted him with a mischievous grin. ?Hello Captain Wilton I haven?t had the pleasure of flying with you for a while,? she said. ?Josie it?s wonderful to see you; I am not usually on this route so our paths don?t often cross but I am delighted to crew with you,? replied David recovering quickly. 3 hours later the 747 climbed into the sky and headed east for Hong Kong with a ver