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Chapter 1 As his train pulled into the station, Chris's heart sank. He'd not been to this part of town before and the graffiti, boarded up windows of the former waiting room and general decay everywhere reminded him why not. Still, he'd been out of work for four months and, by the time the agency phoned him about the role the previous week, he was getting desperate for work. So he gathered his belongings, stood up and left the train. The 10 minute walk to the offices of Glow Trading (Pattaya) Ltd did nothing to allay his fears. Empty shops, doorways filled with uncollected rubbish, smashed windows and people doing nothing other than sitting around drinking cans of cheap beer told Chris that this was an area that had long since been abandoned by anyone who had the choice. To make matters worse, the gleaming office blocks of the City of London visible in the distance showed the stark contrast between the "haves" and the "have nots." As he turned the corner to face his new office, things got even worse. A burnt out car in front of the shabby building and, with more empty spaces than cars in the car park, occupancy was obviously not high. As he walked up to the front door, a man burst out, red faced and shouting obscenities at no-one in particular. Seeing Chris, the man looked at him and said, "F***ing faggots, all of them," before striding off down the road. This was the point at which Chris decided that this probably wasn't the place for him and started to turn round. However just as he did so another man came out and with his arm outstretched said, "Hi, I'm Dan, you must be Chris, sorry about what you've just witnessed but come on in - we've been looking forward to meeting you." Chris started, "But I don't think this is really...." "The right job for you," interrupted Dan who continued, "but I understand. It's not a great area but despite that, most of us enjoy working here and I'm sure you're going to fit in if you give it a chance." Still a little sceptical, Chris decided to give it a go, for one day at least. As they walked down the corridor, Chris asked Dan about the red faced man. "Oh, that was Dave. Started a couple of months ago but wasn't prepared to do things our way so Terri let him go this morning." "Your way? What do you mean?" "Oh don't worry about that, you'll be fine!" Dan smiled and Chris couldn't help noticing his gold tooth. At that point they arrived in Glow's offices which, although slightly shabby, looked far better than he was expecting, given his experience on the way in. Around the edge of the room was the usual office paraphernalia - printers, filing cabinets, water cooler etc. with a bank of six desks in the middle. Dan introduced Chris to the other four men working on the desk, "This is Nick, Jack, Sam and Frank. Guys, this is Chris." Chris was sure that a couple of the guys grinned slightly when his name was mentioned but all of them got up to shake his hand and make him welcome. At the far end of the room was an office and Dan took Chris to meet the occupant, Terri, the only woman in the office. In her early 40s, she was a little older than the others but, as she stood up and walked towards Chris, he was immediately taken with her. Whether it was her chest trying desperately to burst out of her blouse, her long dark- blonde hair cascading past her immaculate makeup to gently caress her shoulders, her womanly curves showed off to perfection by her beautifully tailored suit or her stocking-clad legs sculpted to perfection by her stiletto shoes that caught him first, he wasn't sure but he was immediately smitten and felt himself blush as she welcomed him to the company. "My god, she's gorgeous, how do you concentrate on your work?" said Chris as he and Dan walked back to the desks. "It's sometimes difficult," agreed Dan, "but Terri's partner Catherine wouldn't be very happy if we tried to muscle in!" Somewhat disappointed by what he'd just heard but starting to warm to the idea of working at Glow, Chris sat down at the empty desk between Dan and Frank. Noticing photographs of their families on each of their desks. In front of him was the pile of shipping documents he was to process but, before he got started, he turned to Dan, "one last thing, why did Dave use that gay slur against all of you when it's quite obviously not true?" "Oh, don't worry about him. The insults of a disgruntled former employee who made no attempt to fit in." And, with that, Chris set to work. Chapter 2 At home, that evening, Chris reflected on the day. Although he was still unsure whether to continue at Glow, his colleagues had been far more welcoming him than at his previous jobs. The work was also reasonably interesting; as far as he could tell, Glow's parent company in Thailand manufactured a range of ladies cosmetics and the small UK office had been set up a year or two earlier to import and market the products in the UK. Working for a cosmetics firm had not been something Chris had ever considered but he liked a challenge and the role involved both administrative work with the shipping documents and sales & marketing. In short, he realised that he would be silly to give up after one day. But, try as he might, he couldn't stop thinking about Terri. In his view, she was the most perfect woman he'd ever met and, whilst news of her female partner had hit him like a bolt from the blue, he consoled himself by thinking that at least he wasn't going to wreck his career by trying to start a relationship with her. Even so, Terri was all of the women he'd previously chased after rolled into one, and then some. However, this realisation reminded Chris that, unlike his new colleagues, he was still single. Chris walked over to his mirror and looked at his reflection. Sure, at five foot six, he wasn't the tallest guy in the world which meant that women in high heels often towered over him. Several of his girl friends had told him he was a good looking guy but as they almost always then went off with someone else, he felt insecure about his looks although, unlike most of his peers, he still had all of his hair. Women seemed to like him and he regularly met female friends for a coffee but he never seemed to be able to take these friendships any further and had watched in dismay as, one by one, his girl friends had met and married other guys. Still, no point in dwelling on this as nothing was going to change tonight so he turned off the light and went to bed. Chapter 3 The rest of the week was uneventful as Chris got into the routine of working at Glow. The whole week was taken up with administrative work but, as they were packing up on Friday evening, Dan mentioned that he would be visiting a couple of distributors next week and asked if Chris would like to go along too. Chris readily agreed and Dan then added that they were all going out for their monthly get together the following Friday evening and Chris was, of course, invited. "Nothing special, just drinks at the Crown & Anchor," added Dan and, again, Chris accepted the invitation. With that, they all went off for the weekend. The following week, Dan & Chris went on their planned visits to the distributors. Whilst looking forward to the experience, Chris was very nervous as, apart from the fact that he had never handled cosmetics before, he had no clue how to approach selling them. However, the two distributors were already handling Glow's products and were anxious to increase their orders so the negotiations were quite straightforward. , "See, easy as pie," joked Dan as they drove back to the office, "good products, good price and they practically sell themselves!" One thing puzzled Chris, though. He'd heard of Max Factor, Clinique, L'Oreal and a number of other brands but never Glow so he asked Dan who explained, "These are leading brands and we're not able to compete yet. The quality of our products is equal to any of the market leaders at a far lower price to the consumer so we sell through small independent retailers and speciality shops who don't have the resources to stock the main brands. Chris wasn't sure what Dan meant by "speciality" shops but decided not to further show his ignorance by asking so kept quiet. What he did know, though, was that he was starting to really enjoy his new job; working in the cosmetics field was becoming quite interesting, particularly as he could see the transformation effect it had on women. Of course, he was also still obsessed with Terri; it was not just her outfits in which she always looked amazing but there was just something about her which aroused Chris every time he was near her and he couldn't, for the life of him, figure out what it was. Chapter 4 The end of the week arrived. "See you later, Chris?" asked Dan. "You bet," said Chris and off they went. The team had agreed to meet in the Crown & Anchor at 8:00. Chris hated getting anywhere early so decided to get there at around 8:15 to give the other chance to arrive and to avoid having to wait on his own. As he walked in, he scanned the pub but could see no sign of his colleagues. Predictably, given the general state of the area, the pub was half empty. A group of men in their 60s leaning against the bar. A group of teenagers barely old enough to buy alcohol watching the football on the TV, two or three couples having as near to a romantic evening out as was possible in a town suffering terminal decline, a group of youngish women in the corner but no sign of Dan, Jack or any of the other guys. Disappointed, Chris was about to turn round and go home when one of the women got up and walked over to him. Chris took in the approaching spectacle - far too much makeup, a barely fitting sequinned top, a skirt that his mother would have called a belt and high heeled platform sandals similar to ones he'd seen on a stripper on TV the previous week. Chris froze in horror. As the woman approached she smiled revealing a gold tooth and said, "Hi, Chris, glad you could come, we're all over here." "Dan?" stammered Chris. "Well yes but tonight it's Danni." And, with that Chris followed, "Danni," back to the group of women who introduced themselves as Nikki, Jacqui, Frankie and Samantha. They made room for Chris to sit down and Danni asked Chris what he'd like to drink. "I think I need a vodka - could you make it a triple, please?" After Danni returned with the drink, Chris took a large gulp and asked what was going on. Danni explained, "Glow is a major cosmetics manufacturer in Thailand where, as you're probably aware, there is a large community of transgender women - they're usually called ladyboys or Kathoey to give them their correct name. They were looking for a way into the UK market and Terri, who has worked for a couple of the major cosmetics brands, agreed to become their agent here. As I said to you when we went to see the distributors, we've got no chance of competing against the major brands so have to sell through the smaller independent retailers and speciality shops." "Speciality shops for the transgender community?" interrupted Chris. "Exactly. For obvious reasons, none of us knew much about cosmetics when we started and Terri started these monthly outings so we can experience what it's like to be a woman, or more specifically a transgender woman." "Or a drag queen!" Chris muttered to himself hoping that none of the "girls" heard him, then asking, "But why didn't you tell me beforehand?" "Because if we did, you wouldn't have come! Whilst Terri is very easy going, she does have very strict rules about these outings; the first time you come, you're not warned in advance so that we can judge your reaction to transgender issues in general, the second time, you must come dressed to fit in." "And the third time?" "Well, if you can't cope with us dressed like this today, or don't come dressed yourself next time, there won't be a third time." "So that's what happened to Dave?" "Yes, we had high hopes for "Davinia" but she let us down!" All of a sudden, the gay slurs and anger made sense - he'd been fired for non- compliance. "And where's Terri?" "I wondered when you'd ask that! She never comes to the first session for new employees but will ask how it went on Monday and, if you've still got a job by Tuesday, she'll come next time to see how you adapt." "But how do you all feel about having to do this once a month?" "I'm sure each of us can answer that question differently but, first and foremost, it enables me to keep my job. I've been in prison so job offers are not exactly plentiful. I'm also now far more tolerant of the transgender community that I ever was before and we do have a bit of fun. That said, I'm happy being a guy as being a woman is very high maintenance and, in all honesty, this doesn't feel completely comfortable and we do privately question whether it's an appropriate employment practice in the 21st century." As Danni was talking, the others nodded in agreement and Chris spent the rest of the evening finding out as much as he could about his colleagues, the company and the transgender community in general. As the evening drew to a close, Chris gave each of his colleagues a hug and they all went their separate ways. Chapter 5 That weekend, Chris's mind was in turmoil. To keep his job, in four weeks," time he'd need to dress fully, and step into the outside world, as a woman, something he'd never even contemplated, never mind done, in the past. Would it disgust him or would it excite him so much that he would embarrass himself in front of his colleagues. Of course, he still needed to get the invitation for the second outing but he was fairly sure that he'd not done anything to end his time at Glow. By Monday morning, he'd know his fate but he knew that waiting for Monday to arrive was not going to be easy. Chapter 6 As Chris settled into his desk for the week ahead, Danni, Nikki, Jacqui, Frankie & Samantha were fading memories and he glanced at his 5 male colleagues considering that anyone who met them now would be none the wiser, as, indeed, he was until Friday evening. "Chris, can you spare a minute?" It was Terri. Chris got up and walked to her office and she invited him to sit down. "So, how was Friday?" "Interesting!" "The guys have told me that you seem to have had a good time so I hope you're going to come again next time." "Yes," replied Chris starting to blush at the thought of what he'd just agreed to, "I'd, er, love to." And with that, Terri smiled and Chris walked back to his desk hoping that his, now predictable arousal, wasn't showing too much. Chris found it hard to concentrate on his work for the rest of the day. The prospect of socialising as a woman excited him and terrified him in equal measures. How would he get the clothes, wig & makeup he needed and what style would he adopt? He felt that the drag queen style embraced so enthusiastically by Dan/Danni a little over the top and thought, "If I'm going to do this, I'm going to do it properly, but how?" When he got home that evening, Chris was still no closer to knowing what to do. He knew that there was only one person to turn to in his time of need so picked up the phone. "Hi, sis, it's Chris. I've got a spot of bother and need your help." Sensing the tone of desperation in his voice, she suggested he went over straight away and, 30 minutes later, Chris was sitting in his sister's flat telling her the whole story. Chapter 7 Lucinda, or Cindy as she was known to everyone except their mother, was two years younger than Chris. His friends were always asking how she was and took every opportunity to tell him that Cindy was, "hot." Chris struggled to see this, particularly when Cindy's idea of dressing up for a night out was to wear a pair of jeans without any rips in the knees. However, she did have one quality which had all of a sudden made her indispensable - she was a trained makeup artist working in the film industry. When Chris had finished his story, Cindy smiled and agreed to help. , "Firstly," she asked, "what sort of look do you need? What do the other guys wear?" Chris replied that he had no wish to look like a drag queen and needed something more toned down. "OK, tell me more about Terri. She's obviously had a big effect on you if you're happy to join in this slightly unusual staff event. Would you like to be her sister for the evening?" "No way! She's far too beautiful to pull that stunt off and I'm just going to make a fool of myself trying," replied Chris. However, as he was hearing his own words he started to wish he hadn't been quite so quick to dismiss the idea. "Look," argued Cindy, "the clothes, shoes and hair are easy so no problems there. You've got some of the best cheekbones I've ever seen on a guy and, if I wasn't your sister, I'd have told you long ago that you have a cute nose. By the time I've finished, our own mother wouldn't recognise you. So is that what we're going to do then?" "Er, OK then," said Chris unconvincingly. "Right, that's settled then. I need a few measurements of your clothes size and a photo of Terri. I'll get everything ready and you come round here after work on the day of the outing and I'll sort everything out." After having his measurements taken and finding a photo of Terri on the Glow website, Chris thanked his sister and returned home feeling in some respects reassured but in others terrified and what he seemed to have agreed to. Chapter 8 The next four weeks dragged on; whether this was because Chris couldn't wait to look like the woman of his dreams or whether he couldn't wait for it to be over, he wasn't sure. What was certain though was that every time he thought he had his emotions under control, Terri walked past his desk and triggered his panic once again. Eventually, the fateful day arrived and, after excusing himself from work a bit early, he made his way to Cindy's to get ready. When he got there, Cindy let him in and showed him to the spare bedroom where all of his new clothes were laid out. "Oh my god," said Chris as he looked at the bra, panties, false breasts, stockings and corset. "What's all of this for? Do girls really wear all of this?" "Oh yes," replied Cindy, "it takes a lot of work to look good so you'd better go and have a shower and shave. Give me a shout when you're ready and I'll help you with everything." Chris complied and, after putting on the panties to protect his modesty, called Cindy in. After helping him with all the zips, clips and laces, she told him to sit down at the dining table for his makeup to be applied. With Cindy's expertise, this only took about 20 minutes and she then pointed to the sofa where a deep blue dress and black high heeled court shoes were waiting. Chris stepped into the dress and enjoyed the sensation as the smooth lining slid effortlessly over his lingerie. He finished putting the dress on and asked Cindy to help with the zip which she did. She then produced a dark blonde wig and spent a couple of minutes putting it on Chris and arranging the hair before handing Chris a selection of jewellery including clip earrings, a necklace, bracelets and rings which he put on. Finally Chris stepped into the shoes and walked with faltering steps over to the mirror where Cindy was waiting. "Chris, meet Chrissie," announced Cindy before moving aside to enable Chris to see his reflection. Chris was just dumbstruck. Looking at the reflection in the mirror, all traces of his masculinity had been removed and instead, as Cindy had promised, he was faced by an attractive woman who, had he known better, could easily have been Terri's identical twin sister. Everything was perfect; the hairstyle, the clothes, the shoes, the smoky eyes and the deep red lips. "Sis, you're a genius, how did you manage this?" "Well, years of experience helped but, to be honest, it wasn't that hard. It's almost as if you were born for this moment. Anyway, no time to lose, let me drive you to the Crown & Anchor." "Don't worry, sis, you've already done more than enough." "You are joking aren't you? You're having enough trouble walking in those heels, never mind driving in them" "Fair point, sis, let's go." Chapter 9 Cindy pulled up outside the pub and after thanking her profusely for her help, Chris stepped out of the car and walked carefully into the pub. It was as if nothing had changed from his last visit. Old men at the bar, teenagers watching football, a few couples and the group of now familiar, "women," in the corner. As Chris walked to the group's table, the teenagers stared and Chris was sure that one of them commented about how hot he was but then decided they were probably complaining that the pub had no air conditioning. As he arrived at the table, his five colleagues looked up and, as one, their jaws dropped. "Chris, is that really you?" asked Dan/Danni. "Well tonight, you should call me Chrissie but, yes, it's me." "Hello Chrissie," came a familiar voice behind him, "fancy seeing you here." Chrissie turned round to see Terri, returning from the ladies room and wearing a dress almost identical to Chrissie's. Chrissie was speechless and sensed a blush starting but Terri continued, "You look like my twin! Come and sit next to me, sister!" Chrissie did as told and then faced a barrage of questions about how a guy could look so good in a dress and heels. As the evening progressed, Chrissie became more relaxed (due in no small part to several glasses of wine) and, as things drew to a close, Terri raised her glass and proposed a toast: "A toast to Chrissie, welcome to the sisterhood." "Welcome to the sisterhood," the others echoed and after a lot of clinking of glasses, the group stood up, collected their belongings and started making plans for getting home. "Chrissie, you're on my way home so I'll drop you off," said Terri as she led Chrissie to her car in the car park. As they pulled up outside the flat, Terri turned to Chrissie. "Will Chrissie be joining us next time?" "I certainly will," came the reply without hesitation. And with that, Terri leaned over and gently kissed Chrissie on the cheek. , "I always knew you would," she said and, after thanking Terri for the lift Chrissie left the car and made her way to her flat, hoping that no one she knew would see her but secretly wishing they would. As Chrissie slowly disappeared and Chris returned, his mind was in a frenzy. Had he really just spent the evening dressed as his boss," twin sister? Had he really actually enjoyed it? Had he really just committed to doing it again? And, best of all, had she really just kissed him? As Chris settled into his bed, he felt a warm feeling that he had never felt before. How could something that felt so wrong even this morning now feel so right? As he tried to rationalise his feelings, he drifted off to sleep. "Was this all a dream," he thought when he woke up the following morning. However, his fears were soon allayed when he walked into his lounge to be confronted by a trail of female clothes & lingerie strewn over the furniture. As he packed the things away, Chris knew that his life was taking on a new direction he would never have expected. Chapter 10 Over the following months, Chrissie had her regular nights out with the, "sisterhood." At first Cindy helped with the preparations but slowly, as Chrissie learned how to apply her own makeup, Cindy was only needed to help with the zips. Meanwhile, Chris's career at Glow was going from strength to strength. He quickly became the top seller in the group and impressed his clients with his knowledge of the product range and how it should be used. One day, after he'd been at the company for about 8 months, he'd popped into the office on his way to a meeting when Terri called across to him: "Chris, can you spare a minute please?" Chris walked over to Terri's office and sat down. "I was wondering, would Chrissie be free to have dinner with me tonight?" "I'm sure she would," replied Chris, trying desperately to keep his emotions under control. "That's great. Can I pick her up at about 8:00?" Needless to say, Chris found it difficult to concentrate on anything for the rest of the day. The client meeting went well enough and whilst he made a small sale, he knew he could have done better but, in all honesty, he didn't care. He, or rather Chrissie, was having dinner with the woman of his dreams and all he could think of was getting home as quickly as he could and getting Chrissie ready for the evening out. Choosing the same blue dress that Chrissie had worn on her first outing, Chris followed his by now well practised routine for getting ready. As 8:00 approached, he made the final touches and walked over to his full length mirror for a final check. Just as the checks were all complete, the doorbell rang and there was Terri looking as beautiful as ever in.... the same blue dress she had worn on Chrissie's first outing. "Are you ready, sister?" she asked, gave Chrissie a peck on the cheek and then, arm in arm, they walked to Terri's car for the short drive to the Italian restaurant that Terri had booked. They settled into their seats at the restaurant and gave the waiter their orders. While they waited Chrissie took a deep breath. "How did you know that I'd come like this tonight?" "I had a hunch," replied Terri. "Firstly, ever since I started the monthly outings a couple of years ago, the guys have either come looking like low grade drag queens or borrowed whatever dress they could from whoever they could find to lend them one or, in a couple of cases, not bothered at all. Now, as long as they make some form of effort, I don't mind what they look like but you were different. No-one who's joined the company either before or since has made such a great effort to look like my twin sister." Chrissie blushed. "How did you know I was trying to look like you?" "You could call it feminine intuition but it wasn't hard to see Chris taking furtive glances at me when he thought I wasn't looking and, let's face it, we do look rather similar so it couldn't have been coincidence!" Chrissie's face turned an even darker shade of crimson. "I'm so sorry." "Don't be silly. If Chris finds me attractive, I'm flattered even if I'm not interested but you, Chrissie, are a little bit special and I'd really like to get to know you better as your friend, rather than your boss" By this time, Chrissie thought that all of the blood vessels in her face would burst. Had Terri just given her a clear signal that something could develop as long as Chris was out of the picture? But she still wasn't convinced and, composing herself, asked, "But the last outing was only a couple of weeks ago, this is Chris's time so what made you think that I'd get dressed up for this?" "Oh, Chrissie. Over the past few months, you've obviously become an expert in applying makeup to transform yourself. In fact, you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Sadly, though, your skills in applying makeup are not matched by your ability to remove all traces of it before coming into work the next day. A trace of eyeliner here, a little bit of lip liner there made it obvious that Chrissie has been out enjoying herself rather more often than she'd have us believe!" Having returned to its normal colour, Chrissie's face once again turned crimson. "Guilty as charged on all counts." "Do you want to talk about it?" Chrissie took a deep breath. "I've always felt that something wasn't right with my life but could never put my finger on what it was. I enjoy the company of women but, try as I might, I could never form lasting relationships with them and even though i was able to enjoy intimate friendships with several women, they were always just friendships and nothing more and, inevitably, the friendships came to an end as they met and married other guys. Until Chrissie arrived on the scene, I could see nothing but negatives - the frustration that I couldn't progress the relationships beyond friendship, the pain of losing them to other guys. Now I see far more positives; sure, I'd still like a deep romantic relationship with a woman but I can now enjoy the intimacy of friendships without a fear of them coming to an end. Chris lived day to day but, as Chrissie has increasingly taken over, I now have hopes for the future and a far better life." "So are you saying that you're trying to say goodbye to Chris for ever?" "To be honest, I still don't know. Sometimes, I think that the sooner he's history, the better but other times, it's nice to enjoy male privilege without all of the pressures that women feel to look good. Does that sound selfish wanting the best of both worlds?" Terri smiled. "I understand you completely. I was born intersex and was raised as a boy called Terry until I hit puberty. Then it became apparent that the female side of me was dominant so I transitioned and Terry became Terri with an "I." I love the attention that being female brings but, equally, guys often seem to have it easier and I miss that." "But why all the trans stuff at work if you're keeping your own past a secret?" "It started as a little personal joke. I went from Terry to Terri so I always looked for guys with names that could be feminised. Then I thought it'd be fun for us all to go out so I made up the story about needing to understand the product ranges. Dan and the others bought it and it ended up becoming unwritten company policy. The other reason, I suppose, was that I was hoping to find a soul mate like myself but, until you came along, I ended up with a group of not very convincing drag queens!" Terri realised that she had said a little more than she wanted to so quickly changed the subject. "Now it's time for me to come clean. I didn't only invite you out to deepen our friendship. I have a proposition for you. Our head office in Pattaya has a vacancy for a marketing manager and I think you'd be ideal for the position. It'll be all expenses paid and three times your current salary. There is one catch, though. Thailand doesn't have the same discrimination laws that we do and the vacancy is for a female marketing manager so I'm sure you understand what this means as far as you taking up the position is concerned." Chrissie nodded. "Wow, this is quite an offer, when do you need a decision by?" "Tomorrow morning and, if you decide to accept the position, you start on Monday," Terri replied before adding, "look, it's getting late now and it's time I got you back home. Chris can tell me your decision in the morning." As they left the restaurant and walked to Terri's car, Chrissie's head was spinning. As a job offer, it was unbeatable but it meant pushing Chris to the back of her mind. Was Chrissie ready to make that jump? They pulled up outside Chrissie's flat and Terri leant over. Expecting another kiss on the cheek, Chrissie started to say thank you but before she could get the words out felt Terri's lips against hers, their tongues playfully caressing each other. Chrissie closed her eyes and let out the tiniest of moans; Chris had waited for this moment since the day he joined Glow and now his alter ego had made it happen. But was it Chris or Chrissie who was drowning in the passion or had they become one? Finally, their lips parted and Chrissie looked deep into Terri's eyes and opened her mouth once again to speak. "Shhh, don't say anything," whispered Terri placing her index finger over Chrissie's lips, "just send your decision with Chris tomorrow but, be very careful what you decide as there are consequences if you make the wrong decision. Everything we've talked about tonight will help you make the right decision but, if you make the wrong decision, you may regret it. Now, I'm getting tired so off you go!" After checking Chrissie got safely into the flat, Terri sped off into the night. Chapter 11 Chris didn't sleep well that night. Should he let Chrissie take over his life and accept the role? Should he stay as he was? Could they coexist? What should he read into the passionate kiss? What did Terri mean by consequences if he made the wrong decision? After about two hours of fitful sleep, it was time to get up for work. To be honest, Chris would rather have phoned in sick but this was too important a day to miss. He got dressed as quickly as he could and, when he arrived at the office, Terri was waiting for him. "Has Chrissie made a decision yet?" "Errr, not quite. Please can I ask one questions?" "OK" "You mentioned consequences, what did you mean? "Quite simply, if you make the wrong decision, you may regret it for the rest of your life but only you can decide. More than that I won't say until I have your decision. Come back in one hour and let me know." Chris returned to his desk and did his best to replay all of the previous night's conversations in his mind. They'd talked a lot but what had been said that would guide his decision. He got up to get a coffee from the vending machine in the hope that it would wake him up and get his mind working. He walked around the car park a few times then went back to his desk. Then, it hit him, "of course, that's the answer!" he shouted out, much to the surprise of his colleagues. He jumped up and ran to Terri's office. "I accept," he shouted. Terri smiled and asked him to sit down. "What guided your decision?" Chris started to explain. "The decision would have been easy until you kissed Chrissie. As you know, I've admired you since the day I met you but, up to last night, I never thought there'd be any chance of a relationship. However, that kiss wasn't a kiss of friendship, it was a kiss of love and, at that point, I decided that I didn't want to be apart from you for even a day. But, as you said, there would be consequences of making the wrong decision that I may have to live with for the rest of my life - I may be wrong but I wondered whether this meant that I'd be lamenting the one that got away. Your work offer was incredible and I didn't for one moment think that you'd make an offer like that if you considered it to be a bad offer to take up. On the other hand, throwing away my whole life for the sake of a kiss could well have been disastrous, particularly as you mentioned that you weren't interested in me as Chris. So I accept but I have a condition too." Terri looked surpised. "Yes?" "Yes. You told me that everything we talked about would help me make the right decision. You said that you were looking for a soul mate like yourself. Well, I think we both know that you've found her so you no longer need to surround yourself with, as you called them, not very convincing drag queens. To be a woman, you've got to want to be one and I think the guys are perfectly happy as they are." Terri interrupted, "well done, you've made the right decision. And, you're right, it was a kiss of love, but love for Chrissie. You're a good man but you'll make a great woman and I'll ensure that whatever steps you want to take in that direction are fully covered by the company. Let's face it they know far more about this sort of thing in Thailand than anywhere else in the world so however far you decide to go, you'll be in good hands. Anyway, go outside and say your goodbyes then take the rest of the week off - you'll need it to complete your wardrobe and pack. Oh, and I almost forgot, I'll remove the dress code for the monthly outings straight away!." Chris thanked her and, as he started to leave the room, turned round and asked "But if you're in love with Chrissie, what happened to Catherine?" "Ah yes, Catherine. It's true that I am attracted to women, not men but Catherine is made up, not real. When we first started up, I had a progression of guys trying to ask me out and not taking no for an answer. In the end, I got so fed up that I asked one of my friends to pose as my partner. She turned up at work looking as butch as ever and sat with the guys telling them I was hers. Since that day, I've had no further problems. All of this will be our little secret for now but I have a funny feeling that, one day, the truth will come out!" "Funnily enough, so do I," added Chris as he turned to say his goodbyes and leave the office for what he knew would be the final time as Chris. Epilogue Over the next two years, Chrissie settled in well in her role as marketing manager and, although apprehensive at first, she soon embraced the idea of fully transitioning to female. Gradually, the hormones reshaped her body and, after a few months, it was obvious to her that there was no turning back, even if she wanted to. After 18 months, she had the final operations to remove the last bits of maleness from her face, augment her bust and give her female genitalia. Every step of the way, Terri had flown out to be by her side. Meanwhile, Terri's strategy of targeting the transgender community for Glow's products proved to be the right one and the company grew quickly under her guidance. By now, the staff had grown from 7 to over 100 and this, in turn, required the creation of several senior positions and, much to everyone's relief, relocation to a far nicer part of town. Also, much to the relief of the longer service members of staff, the monthly meetings at the Crown & Anchor had been discontinued as promised; the official explanation was that the company no longer felt it appropriate and consistent with their diversity policies. The real reason, of course, was that Terri had found the soul mate she was looking for and they were no longer required. It was therefore with some pride that Terri called all of the staff together for a meeting one Monday morning. When everyone arrived, she started to address them: "As you know, the company has gone from strength to strength over the past couple of year. I can't begin to say how proud of you all I am. Special thanks must go to my original team - Dan, Nick, Frank, Sam & Jack - you've stuck with me despite everything and, for that, I'm eternally grateful. All five of you are now in senior positions and together we're going to continue to take Glow onwards and upwards. However, I have a sixth vacancy which I want to talk about today. The marketing director's role is critical to our future success and it requires a special person to succeed. Can I ask you to put your hands together for the new marketing director?" At that moment, an attractive woman entered the room. The guys in the room gazed at her breasts which looked as though they would burst out of her blouse at any moment before moving down to her legs, perfectly sculpted by her high heeled shoes. Meanwhile, the ladies were looking at her understated but flawless makeup, framed by her dark blonde hair which cascaded onto her shoulders. "My god, she's hot!" said one of the guys immediately before receiving a well-aimed prod from his female supervisor standing next to him. Another commented how similar to Terri she looked to general murmurs of agreement from his neighbours. At the back of the room, the original 5 were having their own whispered conversation: "Doesn't she look like that Chris guy when he turned up at those dreadful Crown & Anchor sessions?" "Yeah, but he went off to work in Thailand or something didn't he? Never heard from him again. Maybe it's his sister or cousin." "You don't think....?" "Think what....?" "Well, they have a lot of those ladyboys in Thailand. You don't think he's become one of them?" Their question was quickly answered by Terri: "I'd like to introduce you all to Chrissie. She's been working in our Thai office for the last couple of years but I've finally persuaded her to come back home and cast some of her magic on us." And then, looking in the direction of the "gang of 5" who, by now, appeared to be in an advanced state of shock, she added, "And guys, you're the senior team now so remember, what goes on in the senior team stays in the senior team and please ensure that your departments make Chrissie feel as welcome as possible." The 5 guys knew exactly what she meant, nodded in agreement and, when the meeting was over went over to Chrissie to welcome her to the team and make up for lost time.