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School of Deceit
Part 7 Theatre Night and Christmas Concerns
Next morning, I mentioned to Clare about the traditional Theatre invite
by the Head Teacher to new teachers. That seemed to really perk her up to
the extent that as I was getting ready to leave, she called out for me to
wait.
"What is it?"
"A trip to the Theatre we can't miss that When was the last time we went
to a play. I mean we used to go all the time before......" She stopped.
"Anyway, give me five minutes to get ready and then can you drop me off
at the shop."
"I thought you were off today."
"Yeah I was but after you told me this morning about the Theatre, I
remembered that in the new stuff we got in yesterday there was a couple
of things that would be ideal for that night and I'm not taking the risk
on them being sold."
"Ok hurry up then."
My second good deed of the morning was uncovered as we drove to the shop
when I handed over the business card I ha got in the club the other
night.
"Look this might be something or nothing but we got talking to a guy in
the Club the other night his with is an Estate Agent and is expanding
there might be some opening, worth a call maybe?" I asked.
"Oh, I do so love you at times." Clare beamed as she kissed me on the
cheek and left the car to open the shop, another day for Christine had
begun.
Back home at night I found a delighted Clare resplendent in a rather
swish burgundy dress with a halter neck, backless with some silver
beading on the bustline.
"Isn't it wonderful that's why I rushed back in this morning and there
was a silver one came in as well and Jean has it to make some alterations
to it and it will be just fine for you. And thanks to my dreamy husband I
have an interview next week with that woman you gave me the card for. She
was very positive in her talk with me on the phone and she is looking to
get underway just after Christmas."
I could not help but smile it was great to see Clare coming back to
something like her old self maybe all this pretence of being Christine
would be well worth it in the end.
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As expected, the invite to the Theatre duly arrived Ms Christine Davies
plus 1 it displayed on the card signed by Graham Forbes Head of Highfield
Secondary School. The added bonus or so I though was that each teacher
had the day off the Theatre night off work. Clare however had other
ideas.
A few days before the night out we were sitting having dinner.
"You got Friday off haven't you."
"Yeah all day long; lie then you can work your magic on me."
"Eh well someone is going to but not me."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I've been looking at your hair the extensions they will not work
for ever they need replaced or removed and your hair styled. Your hair
has got much thicker and you have not had it cut since May so the length
will be good."
"And?"
"Well I got a nice little bonus for the shop move so I thought I would
treat us to a day at a salon."
"You thought what?"
"A day at a salon we will remove the extensions the night before I can
cut it into a female style and then we will make a decision on just a
standard style or new extensions."
"You are mad."
"Not at all it will be fine I'm coming too we will both get our hair done
and then we will be back in time to get glamorous before the Theatre."
She did have a little point as I felt some of the added extensions were
getting a little worn and difficult to keep in line with my own hair.
"I suppose," I said lifting my plate and popping it in the sink to wash.
So, when Thursday came and I returned from school out came the
extensions. Clare was right my natural hair had grown considerably she
cut it into a passable bob style and the said, "Ok one other thing let's
go to the bathroom." Inside she washed my hair and applied cream to it
before washing out and then back to watch a little TV and let it dry
before bed.
Next morning, I woke Clare I could hear was already up. I tripped across
the hallway and into the bathroom switching on the light I went to the
mirror and yawned then looked at the reflection staring back on no.
"Clare," I called.
"What is it?"
"Get in here now."
"What's this?" I said holding a strand of hair.
"What?"
"Look at the colour it's changed colour I mean I know I was fair haired
but this is positively blonde."
She picked up a canister out of the bin.
"Oh shit."
"Oh, shit what?"
"I did run a colour through your hair last night but I must have picked
up the wrong cannister in the shop."
"The wrong one?"
"Looks like it," she said looking at the can and then turning it round to
show me.
Blonde Sheen it said.
"So, what do we do now?"
"Nothing we leave it; it will wash out in a few washings."
"Can't the salon do anything about it today?"
"Well they could but we don't have the time. I mean do you know how long
it takes to do a full colour in a salon."
"Surprisingly I have no idea," I said sarcastically.
"Well too long and we are not booked for that so they will only do what
we are booked for."
I hung my head.
"Look it will be fine and as I said it will wash out. Anyway, if we keep
improving our bank balance and financial position I don't care if you
shave it all off and go completely bald at the end of the term, we just
need to get through this. Now get ready we need to leave by 10:00."
An hour alter I was dressed in jeans and a pair of over the knee black
leather boots another of Clare's recent presents from the shop, a lemon
blouse and a little denim jacket as we headed into town.
We pulled up and parked and walked round to the front of the salon.
"Oh, we are getting our nails done too," she announced as we pushed open
the door.
I sat transfixed in the chair watching the activity in the shop the as a
stylist worked on my hair. She explained things about style and how as it
was a special night, she was going to increase the volume and lengthen a
little I just nodded not taking it all in but knowing that it was only a
temporary thing.
Three hours later we emerged I was stunned where my hair had been around
shoulder length it was now a least a couple of inches down my back and
seemed much fuller with some curls as an added bonus. My nails on the
other hand seemed just as long as Linda had fitted but had changed shape
into what the stylist had described as a "coffin top" shape and been
painted silver one finger on each hand had also had little black jewels
dropped on to the varnish.
Clare was utterly radiant her hair too was lengthened to half way down
her back. It seemed to have been somehow illuminated as it shone in the
light. Similarly, her nails had been done in the same shape and length
and had been painted in a deep burgundy which from what I remember was
close to the dress colour.
We drove home had a light lunch and then it was baths all round and then
the serious work began. Clare got ready first as I watched She had bought
some matching underwear a burgundy thong and half brassier as her dress
did expose a little cleavage. Then black hold up nylons. Watching all of
this was not doing a great deal for my manhood which was trying to rise
but was not getting fully erect.
Next the dress which was stunning with its tie strap at the back of the
neck. Then she stepped into a pair of black stilettoes and sat doing her
make up. She was obviously much faster at me at that dark smokey eyes
black eyeliner and a burgundy lip stick touched off with some gloss to
add a little sparkle.
Soon it was my turn to get ready, white silk panties a matching bra which
struggled a little with my breasts which I would swear were getting
larger which was impossible of course as they were not real maybe it was
wishful thinking. Nude pantyhose no stockings for me as there was a slit
on the side of my dress. Then into the silver dress which was a round
neck and had a slit down each sleeve and one on the right leg a simple
pair of 3-inch strappy sandals completed the look. Make up time my eyes
were brighter in two shades of blue topped with mascara a touch of blue
eyeliner on the base lid and then a red lipstick not bright but with some
clear gloss as well created a nice shine.
Clare fiddled about with some cheap jewellery she had picked up in the
shop a couple of gold bangles for her a fine gold chain some drop
earrings that were just a little strand of gold dropping a couple of
inches below her ears. For me a stretch bracelet in in with four strands
of fake crystal bracelet with three rows of crystals that she had picked
up for a few pounds some matching earrings and a chain with a single
crystal hanging from it that dropped to a couple of inches under the
chin.
"Right girl stand here." I stood next to her she picked up her phone and
snapped of a shot of the two of us together.
"Just for the memories babe after this is all over, let's go to the
Theatre."
We set off on the trip I had borrowed the little fur wrap from Linda and
Clare had a black poncho shawl with some beading on it draped over her
shoulders.
We stepped out of the taxi crowds already building around the entrance.
We had only taken a few steps towards the door when a voice spoke.
"Looking good ladies."
Fuck, it was Ken with the Head along with him.
"Oh, hello Ken," I said.
Graham was smoking a cigar a few yards from the door.
"Shall we go in then?" Ken asked.
"Eh Clare I'm just going to have a ciggie I'll catch you up."
I could see the look of disgust on her face as Ken gracefully guided her
towards the door a sleezy hand resting on her bare back as he edged her
forward.
In stepped over beside Graham and opened my bag taking out the cigarettes
he offered me a light and I inhaled.
"Didn't know you smoked," I said.
"Well only the odd cigar now and again you know at special occasions
Christmas, Weddings nights out."
"We have not spoken recently so how are you settling in, we need to get a
formal chat agreed but from all I've heard things are going well."
I nodded as I blew some smoke into the night air.
"Yeah it's a bit of a change for me."
"How do you mean?"
"Well my last post was at a Private School and we had a real mixture, you
know those that thought they would end up as multi-millionaires and be
running their own company by 25 and those who really didn't care as they
knew that if they never made it Mummy and Daddy had enough money to keep
them off the streets.
He nodded as we both took continued to smoke.
"So, you like the difference."
"Well yes it's refreshing to see people working hard because they want to
and they recognise that it's the best way to better themselves and
improve both their own and their family's life's in the future. A lot of
that is down to the teachers and yourself mainly for encouraging that.
"Well thank you Madam you will have me blushing in a minute."
"Sorry no I mean it. So, no partner with you tonight." He looked a little
strained as I said that.
"No, my wife died three years ago."
"Oh, sorry I never knew that" my hand went out and rested on his arm. It
was the kind of gesture that a lot of females would do naturally and was
something I had noticed about myself recently maybe I was playing the
part too well, getting slight emotional at sad films on TV or hugging
people like Linda a few weeks back which is not really what Chris would
have done Clare yes me no.
"It's ok it's getting easier to bear now and the job helps being so
busy."
"Yeah I'm sure but you don't want to just make the job your life you need
something outside that as well."
"Very true like nights like this and we better get inside before Ken and
Clare wonder what's happened to us, he said as he cupped my elbow in his
hand and edged me towards the door.
We found Clare and Ken standing with two of the other couples from the
school. Clare looked bored as Ken chatted away to the group in general, I
went over.
"Do you want another drink?" I asked.
"Please might need a lot."
I smiled and stepped over to the bar we had all been given 5 vouchers to
exchange each one could be exchanged for a wine a spirit or a beer. I
took two out and got Clare a glass of one of her favourite reds and a
glass of Chardonnay for me. The other arrived from the school and soon
there was a call for all to be seated so we headed off to find our spot
in the gallery.
What can I say the seats were superb, the show just as good all too soon
it had come to an end? As we left Graham invited the group to a little
bar around the corner once more me and Graham stood outside for a smoke
this time joined by Clare who had whispered in my ear, Ken was an ass.
"So, what do you do Clare?"
"Oh, I'm just working in a shop just now but Christine got me a contact
at Diamonds a few weeks back and I have an interview next week to get
back into real estate."
"You were at Diamonds Christine."
"Yeah Linda dragged me along after she broke up with Ken."
"Yeah I heard about that, silly boy Linda is a fantastic girl a real
keeper if you were fortunate enough to be dating her, I'm afraid Ken can
have his eyes turned too easily."
"So what night were you there on a Friday got there about 8 I think."
"That is lucky I go most Friday's with Ken just for an after-school beer
we are only there an hour or so."
"Lucky then as there might have been blood on the floor if we had walked
in. Linda told me you got one of the Security Staff a job there."
"Oh yeah William Smart he was a real problem at school difficult
upbringing drugs in the family, missing father but I knew inside he was
worth saving and one a...."
"Once a pupil always a pupil," I butted in.
"Ah Linda told you see you are coming around to our way of thinking
already."
Clare said, "Well it is very nice of you to take an interest after they
have left."
Well sometimes not everyone will take help but he I sensed that he just
needed some guidance and it all worked out well" shall we ladies he said
as he gestured towards the door and we went to join the others. Tonight,
had been a lovely and enlightening evening I though as we walked inside.
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The rest of the term skipped past quickly and I went home looking forward
to the festive period for the first time in a couple of years. There was
some money in the bank presents under the tree and seeing Clare almost
back to her old self was reward enough. She had gone to her interview and
got the Job in mid-January she would be back doing what she had loved and
earning more than she had before so my stint as Christine seemed destined
to last just as we had planned a full term then back to finding a job
again as Chris. I had already sent out a couple of speculative enquiries
and while there was nothing firm no one had said no either.
Home I began to revert back to Chris grabbed some jeans a sweatshirt and
some underwear and gone into the bathroom although my hair was longer, I
didn't mind just winding it into a little pony tail and Clare had said I
looked rather sexy with one. I scrubbed off the make-up and began to
remove the breast forms.
Hang on that did not look quite right the skin was a little puffy and
seemed fatty underneath and the nipple seemed to have changed a little.
"Clare can you come here a minute."
"What is it dinner's just about ready."
"Look at this I said the nipple looks as if it has changed a little and
the skin around it seems to be a little inflamed and puffy."
"It's probably just the weight of them on your chest or maybe a reaction
to the adhesive let its settle for a couple of days and we will see if it
clears, now come down to dinner."
So, I pulled on the sweatshirt and followed her down the nipple reacting
to the fabric as I did, that was strange maybe just as Clare said though
a reaction to the adhesive."
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Christmas was superb as I have said before it is great to see Clare back
in full swing and flourishing again, we had the full Christmas feast and
curled up in front of the TV watching films before a little passionate
encounter that night.
Boxing day as usual was progressing as a wind down a light lunch planned
and then a couple of drinks that was until the phone rang.
"Hi Christine."
"Yes."
"It's Graham here a Happy Christmas did you have a good time."
"Yeah we did, you."
"Well I went to my sisters this year and was intending to drive back
today trouble is the car has packed in and it can't be fixed for a couple
of days. I need to ask you a big favour."
"What is it?"
"You know how we were offering the hall as a night shelter and for
lunches up until New Year's Day."
"Yeah."
"Well Emma is doing it and so was Stewart up until today I was supposed
to take over tomorrow for the rest of the holiday, but can't get back
now. Kens in Aberdeen, Linda is at her parents in Dumfries and I don't
really trust anyone else, could you do it."
Clare locked over mouthing who is it.
"Just a minute."
I put my hand over the phone and repeated just what I had been told
explaining it had been set up as residential and there needed to be two
staff on site.
"It's up to you if you want to do it."
"Graham look can Emma manage herself till dinner tomorrow and I will
drive over and help her."
"Yeah that's fine as long as you get there by the time they stop
admitting William that Security Guard is staying I a caravan in the Car
Park so if you have any issue he's there to help."
"Ok then I will drive over tomnorrow."
"You are a life saver I owe you."
I hung the phone up. "Look like Christine's Holiday has been cut a bit
short," I said as Clare shrugged.
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