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COUPLES Their women sat in comfortable arm chairs sipping wine while watching their ex-husbands, who sitting side by side on the sofa opposite them were busily hand sewing zips into the backs of the dresses they had made for each other. It was what June and Ann called used to call "Sissy Sunday." Sissy Sunday was the day after Servile Saturday, which was the day after Fun Friday. Their husbands had willingly given up their weekends to do whatever their wives demanded of them, well maybe not willingly to begin with, but never the less were now completely under their control. Jim not quite convinced they had made the right choices but Mark enjoyed every minute. It began as a form of blackmail and somehow just blossomed into a ritual for Jim, on weekends referred to as Jessie and Mark, now called Molly. Eighteen months earlier they had gathered at Jim and Ann's home, number 51, for a meal and a get together. Later June and Ann had set off into town to see a movie leaving Jim and Mark at home to supposedly watch a sports programme on TV. Finding they had got the dates wrong they came home early to find their husbands in bed together. Not just in bed together but they wearing women's underwear, matching panties and bras. They were so caught up in their activity that they never heard their wives come home. Needless to say June and Ann were not very happy and after a lot of screaming, slapping, crying and attempted apologies the women had left for Mark and June's place, number 39, just down the road. The couples in both households got very drunk that night. The following morning, a Sunday, Jim and Mark decided to call June and Ann. Talking late into the night they realised they had no excuses to offer and would have to face the consequences of their actions which had been going on for some time. The last thing they wanted was their activities to become common knowledge. They would both be ruined. Jim, an accountant, was well respected and had a reputation to protect and was convinced that if it got about that he displayed sissy tendencies it would certainly impact on business. As for Mark he ran a couple of gyms in town and if outed as a sissy he had no doubt it would finish him. So they agreed that they would have to find a way to silence their wives. And yes, murder did cross their minds and was not so quickly dismissed. They talked of movies they had seen, books they had read all with murder thymes and more and more they came to the conclusion that in the end the killer was always caught. They felt poison might be the best option. In the meantime for now there was nothing for it but to confront their wives and appeal to their better sides, if they were showing their better sides at the moment, which they both doubted. They tried phoning but the only reply they got was a lot of yelling and being told to piss off so they decided that they would have to call round to number 39. Before leaving they tidied up the bedroom making sure that their secret stash of women's items, the underwear, dresses, shoes and makeup bags were put back in hiding in Jim's garage. Meekly they knocked on number 39's front door. They could hear June saying "If that is those two faggots don't let them in." They could hear doors banging, yelling, mainly insults along the lines of "effin fairies," "cock suckers," "perverts," etc. Finally an upstairs window opened and a suitcase which was nor closed properly was thrown out and on landing dumped Mark's clothes all over the front garden. Ann stuck her head out of the window and informed Jim that he had better pack a suitcase and be out of her home within the next hour and that come Monday morning she would be getting a solicitor and a divorce would be under way. They continued to plead to be let in and as neighbours up and down the street gradually began to take notice, with some even gathering outside, the women finally allowed them in. Jim and Mark hoped that none of the gay or sissy remarks were fully grasped by the neighbours. Mark gathered up his clothes and followed Jim into the house. Once inside Jim and Mark soon realised they would have to comply with every demand their wives made. After arguing for a while, it was Jim who finally managed to get everyone too settled down with the help of a bottle of Mark's best wine and despite it being only ten o'clock in the morning he filled up four glasses and passed them around. At last, sitting down, which funnily enough it would be how they would sit from now on with the two wives taking the arm chairs and the two men side by side on the sofa. Previously the men and always sat in the arm chairs and the women together on the sofa. Signs of changes to come. By midday, and a couple more bottles of wine, only drunk by the women, a kind of truce was formed. Jim and Mark for now would go back to number 51 and June and Ann would remain where they were. Not being stupid and realising the financial dangers to themselves the women agreed to say nothing to anyone, for now, about the "filthy and disgusting" relationship they witnessed. Painful questions were asked, well painful of the men, about the panties and bras they were wearing while in bed together and about the large sports bag containing all of the other items of female clothing, plus the makeup on the dresser. The women demanded that everything be handed over to them. They insisted that their sissy clothes were coming back with them and Ann informed them if they touched anything belonging to her the deal was off. She would out them to the world. So all four walked back to Jim and Ann's house, the wives a bit tipsy from the wine, to firstly get some of Ann's things and then collect the men's secret stash. As they walked down the street they noticed a few twitching curtains. "Yes all you nosey parkers our husbands are sissies," laughed June, a bit too loud as far as Jim was concerned. The women went through everything, firstly empting all the clothing onto the garage floor. Jim was told to get more wine and the women took their time inspecting every item, inquiring how it was purchased and which of them the items belonged to. It seemed the more wine they consumed the more fun they were deriving from their husband's embarrassment. The questions just flowed, "Well tell me who the size 14 is and who's the 12?" And of course they would demand an answer. It turned out Mark fit tightly into a size 14 dress and "petit" Jim fit tightly into a size 12. Then they went through the panties pair by pair demanding who owned which, it was revealed that Mark preferred pink nylon while most of Jim's panties were either white or black made of cotton. "Very telling," June remarked as she pinched Mark's cheek. But when they came across a pair of pink frilly bloomers containing more lace than the average wedding dress and held them up it was obvious that they belonged to Mark by the colour of his face. "It seems even gay relationships have a submissive and it would appear we know who the submissive one is in this relationship," hinted Ann. June took the pink frilly bloomers from her and pressed them onto her husband. "Put them on," she told him showing a new anger, and turned to Jim indicating that he was to fetch another bottle. Mark hesitated but immediately June began to undo his jeans. It all happened so quick that by the time Jim came back with the wine Mark was naked and stepping into the pink frilly bloomers that June was holding out for him. They made him walk up and down for them and soon they had him in a matching pink bra that Ann unearthed from the stash, then came the pleated skirt and then the blouse and heels. June just about fell over with laughter or could it be too much wine, she thought, but either way she was having too much fun to stop now. Together they both had the same idea and turned to look at Jim who knew immediately what was coming as they both approached him. In no time he was also dressed up, panties and padded bra under a sleeveless floral summer dress and a pair of sparkly sandals. "Would you just look at our husbands, yesterday my Mark was all man with a muscled man's body he was so proud of, but now in his fillies I just cannot see him as a man anymore." After a moment she continued with, "Oh, I think I've had too much to drink." "They need new names," Ann suggested. "Jim henceforth shall be known as Jessie because he's turned into a big Jessie." Then as if confirming just what June had said she muttered, "Do you know what June, I know I've had too much to drink." They both laughed. "So we've got Jessie. Well I'm going to christen Mark 'Molly' because he looks like a molly." With that she picked up the half full bottle of wine, opened the garage door to the street, linked Ann and headed for number 39 and with a backward glance and a warning that the new Ladies had better behave themselves. As they headed up the road giggling they waved at the twitching curtains. "I forgot to get some clothes, and we left them their stash," sighed Ann. "Tomorrow," said June, "yes tomorrow we will sort this mess out." The new Ladies, Jessie and Molly hugged the garage wall as tightly as they could as they waited for the garage door to go down praying no one could see them. Once back in the house they took of the bras, skirt and dress, but Jim kept the white panties and Mark his pink frilly bloomers on, then dressed in their male clothes and decided they would walk down to the local for a drink as was their habit every Sunday evening and discuss what action they would take to remedy the situation. Ways of silencing their wives came up again and as they drank more ways of murdering their wives got sillier and sillier. There would be no murders and although it would not be their last time in the pub it marked their last Sunday together as men down at their local. Nursing dreadful hangovers, June and Ann were at the breakfast bar the next morning both on a third cup of coffee. They, themselves, had also been trying to make a plan of action against Jim and Mark but were finding it hard to think straight. Finally they realised they needed hard evidence that their husbands were full blown sissies, photographic evidence, something they could blackmail them with. "I know," said Ann, "for now what we'll do is organise to have flowers and chocolates delivered, treat them like real ladies, on the note with the flowers we will put 'to our two darlings, Molly and Jessie, thank you for a wonderful and entertaining afternoon yesterday, here's hoping to meet out beautiful ladies again tonight x x x.' What do you think?" "Brilliant," said June, "they probably will not take the bait, but they may just believe we have forgiven them and are prepared to accept them." "Exactly," continued Ann, "we get them drunk, dressed up, then we get a few snaps, maybe even a short video, perfect. Now before I go back to bed, let's organise it." "Sure, it will take five minutes, then I'm going to have a lie down as well." Jim got home first to find the flowers and chocolates by the front door. He had had a terrible day, he just could not get the weekend out of his head. Then reading the note gave him hope. Maybe, just maybe, life might return to normal. But what did they mean about "meeting our beautiful ladies again tonight." Were they to dress up before their wives arrived? He would wait to talk with Mark. Mark arrived about an hour later with a pizza and some beers which they ate at the table, no glasses or plates required. They were discussing what to do. "it's important that we stay on their good side," Mark was saying, "we'll just be ourselves, see what they want and unfortunately have to oblige them." Two hours later armed with two bottles of wine and a bottle of gin Ann and June let themselves in through the front door of number 51. Jim and Mark were sitting in the arm chairs staring at a blank TV. Ann gave Jim the drink and as soon as he went into the kitchen to get some glasses Ann took his seat. Meanwhile June stood over Mark until he finally got the message and got up and sat on the sofa. Sitting into the arm chair June told him it was good to see a lady who knows her place causing him to blush and thinking to himself that this was not going well. Jim came back and once again played host, or was it hostess this time, and served the wine. Before he could sit down Ann told him to go to the garage and get their outfits. He was about to say something, but Ann just said "now" and off he went. He came back in and placed the bag on the floor between them and sat down beside Mark on the sofa. "You can hold hands if you wish," June told them, "it's OK, we understand now. I said hold your boyfriends hand Molly while we sort out something sexy for you both to wear." When they made no effort to move she crossed over and grabbed both their hands and got them to clasp each other's. Ann took the first picture. This time it was the wives who stayed off the alcohol and by the end of the night, with Mark and Jim tarted up as Molly and Jessie, looking nothing like women, just two men in women's clothes. It did not lake long and soon they had hundreds of photos and even a short video of them firstly introducing themselves as Molly and Jessie admitting they were sissies, then dancing closely together and finishing it with a long kiss. They left the men to their loving and returned down the road to number 39 to concoct the next part of their plan. Meanwhile the men seemed now convinced that their wives would accept their relationship and life would continue as before. At work the next day Jim felt he could finally get back to what he was best at, saving rich men from paying their taxes and earning lots for doing it. That was until he began getting e-mails on his phone. These little messages of "who's a pretty boy" or "lovely panties" accompanied with photos of last night began to arrive. Finally, Ann texted Jim to tell him that copies all of the pictures from last night were now locked in her solicitor's safe. That put an end of any plans of murder. But he knew that neither of them were capable of such a crime, it had all been beer talking. Mark was also getting e-mails to his computer at his gym. The one with the message asking, "Who's your boyfriend Molly?" which showed him on his knees kissing Jim's cock. He could not even remember doing that last night. That was the one that really worried him. For someone who knew him there could be doubt that the pic was of him despite all the makeup, he was in a complete panic and needed to talk with Jim. Knowing very little about computers he worried if perhaps the pic was send to every computer in the gym. It was all too much for him, he finally got hold of Jim after several attempts. Jim assured him that it would not be on any other computer but his and to call it up again and press delete. "The girls are just messing with us," he told Mark. But he was worried, where was it leading. Last night was over the top. Yes they had had some crazy times together but nothing as outlandish as last night. And the girls had captured all of it. "I'll meet you at home tonight and we'll talk, we'll work something out. By the way can you get a take away on the way home, Chinese or Indian, I'm not fussy; its best if you bring something home as I get home first and by the time you get in everything will be cold. Just relax Mark. Oh, get some beer as well. See ya." Mark was even more upset about what was going on and felt that Jim was using him. Why can't he make something for dinner, he always had an excuse, I'm not his bitch, he thought. But he knew he would bring something home. Being told what to do appeared to be becoming the norm. June and Ann's plan was simple and was already implemented. They knew even now their husbands could just walk away. They would not be left with nothing, but, just maybe they could have it all. While the husbands were on the back foot now was the time to strike. They hired a female solicitor; Ann had met her through a friend, she was a young and bright forceful woman who was a feminist to the core. On hearing the whole story she immediately agreed to take them on, Ann was sure Alice could handle everything from here on in. They informed their husbands that they should call around to their place at exactly 8.30 pm for a meeting. The "Ladies" as Ann and June had begun to call them were instructed not to be late. Meanwhile, while the "Ladies" were working they had managed to acquire the deeds of their homes, Jim's and Mark's bank details and papers concerning the ownership of Mark's gyms. They even got car ownership papers, in fact everything Alice had told them to acquire. Alice knew the details of what had occurred between Jim and Mark, had even seen the evidence from last night had been requested to pretend she knew nothing. The men arrived at the door at exactly at 8.30. June led them down the hallway and on the way could not resist a little welcome of "Hello Ladies." They were introduced to Alice and explained that she was representing them. This brought a look of something between fear and puzzlement to their faces. Then Alice was asked to leave the room while they hit them with what was going to be happening from now on. First they were asked if they wished to remain married. Both eagerly said yes. Second did they want what was going on between them to remain a secret, agreement again. Lastly did they want their wives to turn a blind eye to their behaviour. This took a little longer to answer. It was obvious that they were extremely embarrassed. Eventually Mark asked: "Would that be even possible?" His face so red that the women thought he was about to explode. "Everything is possible, Molly," June answered, putting a hand to his cheek and pulling it away quickly pretending it had been burnt, "all it takes is for both you ladies to put your signatures on a few papers that Alice has for you." Wasting no time Alice was called into the room and lay a sheaf of papers before them. Jim prevented Mark from picking up the pen and asked, "Should we not have some representation also?" "Of course, if that is what you wish," Ann answered, "but then everything must come out, if you get my meaning. This way no one knows what really is happening, even Alice knows nothing," she lied, "it is up to both of you. Sign the papers now or certain things become common knowledge." They probably did not realise to what extent that they were signing over everything to their wives but a few days later after Alice had corresponded with their legal representatives and their respective banks and the letters began to arrive informing them that they had relinquished rights to everything they possessed and handed them over to their wives it was too late. Barely one week had passed and their wives had completely changed their lives. On the Friday afternoon there was a family meeting where the rules that would control their lives were worked out. 1. From Fridays at noon till Monday's at 8 am they would be completely under the control of their wives. 2. Fridays will be taken up with shopping, Saturdays housework and Sundays will be craft day where you will be expected to learn a skill such as sewing, knitting, cooking, meaning everything a housewife should excel at. 3. They would take over household chores. That included grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, washing, in fact all jobs that were considered women's work. 4. All four would move into number 51, now Ann's house, it being bigger with having five bedrooms, and three bathrooms making it suitable. This would also save money, cut down on cleaning, which we are sure you "Ladies" will appreciate. June's property meanwhile will be let. 5. Only on Sundays will you be allowed close contact. Any hanky panky during the rest of the week will be severely punished. 6. On the plus side you get to live as a couple as is your wish and providing you abide by the rules laid out above everything about your relationship will remain unknown to the outside world. 7. Lastly, Jessie or Jim will continue to attend the accountancy firm that he runs until such time that we can find someone suitable to fill his shoes. Mark will hand over the day to day running of his gyms to June who is more than capable and will commence his life as Molly as soon as possible. The "Ladies" listened solemnly and when asked if they had any questions were too dumbstruck so neither had. This bothered both June and Ann as they were sure that they would try to put a stop to the whole episode, but no it appeared this is what they wanted. Had they realised that they now had complete financial control over them, if they were to put them out on the street they would have completely nothing? So, that was that, and June and Ann were seriously surprised how quickly the "Ladies" fell into their new roles. After two weeks Mark was a stay at home housewife, June had promoted Sammy, a young handsome and very personable, and she meant young and handsome, man, to run one of Marks gyms while she took control of the main one in town. June insisted that Sammy report personally to her three times a week to personally let her know how smoothly everything was going. Annoyingly, or maybe predictably, Mark did not seem to mind, he was just so happy at home being Molly. Jim did not have so easy though, when it was discovered that Molly was a better cook than Jessie, most of the household cleaning jobs fell his way. Ann liked to tease him about how he was so sure he was going to be the lady of the manor but instead it turned out he was the scullery maid. Molly took full advantage of this for although she was at home all day she somehow managed to just do enough but leave the bulk of the cleaning for Jim on Saturdays. Two months into their new existence Molly asked June if she could discuss a serious matter with her. June readily agreed and that evening while Jim was out in the kitchen cleaning up, and making a lot of noise to indicate that he considered doing dishes beneath him, Molly sat down with Ann and June and dropped a bombshell. "I want to go the whole way, I want to be a real woman." Momentarily taken aback, Ann and June looked at each other. This was not part of the plan. Initially they had wanted their, well cheating, husbands to suffer for the humiliation they had brought down on them. But now not only did Mark appear to be enjoying his new life as Molly but now wanted to become a real Molly. They were confused, it was not going to plan. "Have you mentioned this to Jim, or I mean Jessie," enquired June, "he will not be happy." Molly replied looking hurt, "Does my happiness not count?" Ann and June looked at each other again and without saying a word both were thinking the same thought: "This was supposed to be about getting even." Ann replied, "Let us think about this, Molly, we will discuss it and give you a decision." With the biggest smile ever Molly replied, "Thank you Ann, thank you June, and please for the time being do not mention it to Jim." And with that she went out with an exaggerated sway of her hips to help her Jessie, whose noise seemed to be getting even louder, in the kitchen. The girls just continued to look at each other and then broke into a laugh. "She thinks that we have already made up our minds," said June "Well, have we not," replied Ann. So Mark began his transition to become Molly, he would immediately begin hormone treatment, live one year as a woman, which was now obvious was not going to be a problem for him, and after being assessed by a medical team and if they saw no reason not to go ahead with his wishes he would have the operation. Jim was not completely happy with the changes that were taken place with Mark, who now refused to answer to his male name and insisted on being called Molly, even in public. His going out dressed as a woman also irked Jim who thought the whole purpose of the endeavour was to keep their sexuality a secret. Because of this there was now some friction between them. It was impossible to keep what was happening to Mark from Jim. Inside he was becoming angry as he was sure people would put two and two together and he would be forced to come out as gay. Also the fact that he was now wearing slacks and blouses instead of trousers and shirts on Ann's instance was not lost on his staff. His world was falling apart. Finally Jim was forced reluctantly to hand over almost all of his main clients to his junior partner Jillian, who armed with the knowledge supplied by Ann about Jim's love of women's underwear confronted him with Ann present. Offices were swapped; even his flash work vehicle was now driven by Jillian while he now drove the office runabout. Finally he gave up going to the office altogether. Six months into Molly's treatment she had no problems passing as female and finally Jim consented to go out in public with her. They had both put on a weight, Jim was now a size 14 which he was OK with, but Molly had put on more than a little weight. What was "a little" in her mind was not what Jim thought and he was not so kind when as he told Molly that she had "ballooned" out from a size 14 to a size 18. Their Sunday evenings together were still ongoing and what was to be their last visit to their local ended in a brawl in the men's toilets. For several weeks now they had been getting disapproving looks and insults which all came to a head that final Sunday. Jim had gone to the toilet and Molly had noticed he was followed by two men. Waiting for Jim longer than she thought normal she decided to investigate. Dressed in women's attire she barged into the men's to find Jim with his slacks down around his ankles and the two men holding Jim backwards over the sink laughing at his panties. Molly, not holding back pulled one off, threw him to the ground, then grabbed the other and gave him a bloody nose. It was over before it had begun. The two men made a hasty retreat to the bar. She then pulled up Jim's slacks, done up the side zip, got some toilet paper and wiped his nose and without a word been spoken led him out of the gents and along the now silent bar out the front door and home. Jim was grateful but completely humiliated. Molly was feeling very proud of herself. Molly now dressed completely in women's clothing, and despite Ann getting rid of all Jessie's male clothing and now always in women's slacks and sweaters he still tried to keep a male appearance about himself. June and Ann made sure that he could never really pull it off with the clothes they insisted he wear. Through this period Jessie and Molly were still very much an item, especially on weekends, they still had to adhered to June and Ann's rules. But they did find a gay bar where they were easily accepted and had become a very popular couple. They were back enjoying their Sunday evenings. As for June and Ann, they had also fallen into a new life. With their sissy husbands almost living as man and wife, they had also found lovers. Sammy, who ran one of Mark's gyms needed a place to stay and they decided to rent out number 39 to him. He got a friend, Mitch, to come in with him to help with the rent and soon the wives were spending the occasional evening there. This move went hard on Jim as the wives volunteered him to do the men's washing. Washing other men's underwear and ironing their shirts along with all his other cleaning duties seriously filled up Jessie's Saturdays. To add to his humiliation they knew who was doing their washing and always went out of their way to thank him. He was not happy. He never was. It got worse when he was informed that as he had finished up with his accounting business, which Jillian was now running, and was at home all day, he would begin housekeeping duties for Sammy and Mitch. He was informed that from now on he would be living there as a maid. "Consider yourself Mother," June informed him, "they may even start calling you Mammy." He attempted to tell Ann that he was not about to become a maid for two young men, but she just told him that he could leave anytime he wished. That was not going to happen as firstly he had nowhere to go and had absolutely no money or assets. So, he became the maid at number 39. Slowly he came around to the idea; in fact soon, even though he would not admit it, he began to enjoy the ordeal. Keeping the house in order for his "two boys" became something of a crusade for him. He loved to see them in freshly ironed shirts heading off to their respective jobs with packed lunches he had prepared. Then spending his days making their beds, picking up after them, doing their washing, making sure the house was spotless for them and then preparing a meal for when they arrived home. Plus he also wanted to look good for them and for the first time he began putting on makeup. But never too much. He continued to pretend that he was still a man whenever in company but knew something was changing and looking after "his boys" was speeding up that feeling of femininity. They were quite careless in many ways, especially in the way they dressed or more often in the way they did not dress and felt no shame in walking about naked as they entered or exited their bedrooms on the way to the toilet or if they were going to take a shower. One day Mitch called from the bathroom for Jim to bring him a towel. He had come out to the landing as Jim came with the towel and was dripping water all over the carpet. He remonstrated with him and told him to get back into the bathroom and cover himself. "Don't you like what you see?" Mitch smiled. Jim was too embarrassed to answer so he continued. "Come on Jessie, you know you want to touch it." Jessie turned and rushed down the stairs but Mitch was right he had wanted to fondle him. Back in the kitchen he promised himself that if the opportunity arose again he would do more than fondle Mitch. On the evenings June and Ann called he was instructed to toddle up the road to number 51 and spend the evening with Molly. They still were allowed to get together on Sundays, but evenings like this were a bonus, especially for Molly. Jessie would complain to Molly that these evenings might well be fun for her but it only made for more work for him tomorrow as all the sheets would need changing and washing. Jim was not all that pleased with Molly. She was becoming more and more like a woman and not a man behaving like a woman. Despite how he was living and behaving at number 39, he still tried to pass himself off as a man. He knew Molly was sure that after her operation they would divorce their wives and then they could become man and wife. It was not what he wanted. He really wanted their relationship to return to what it was before everything went mad. The months passed and both couples continued with their crazy lives. Soon Molly's due date for her operation was upon them. All six went out to dinner the night before he was to go under the knife. Sammy and Mitch were also there and everyone except for Molly who had to fast had a great night. Later in bed together at number 51, while June and Ann had gone back to number 39 with the boys, Jessie and Molly talked about the future and how they would wed and could finally have a proper life together. Jim was not completely convinced as he had been far happier the way things were sixteen months previous. Now he felt trapped and could not express what he really wished for. Finally he said to Molly, "We can put a stop to this right now, you can come off the hormones, forget about the operation and get back to where we were before." "Is that what you want?" Molly, sounding sullen, answered a couple of seconds later with a cry in her voice. Jim wanted to say yes but also did not want to hurt Molly, so he finally answered, "No, a new life together is what I want." It was a lie. Molly turned round and pulled Jessie into her and Jessie had a flashback to an old black and white horror movie he had seen years ago called "The Blob" as he felt himself being engulfed into Molly's ample bust. Despite that she was about to become a proper woman she still had the strength of a man and Jim felt the full power of her embrace. He remembered how she handled matters that Sunday evening in the gent's toilets. So here they were now sitting on the sofa at number 51 opposite their now ex-wives, sewing zips into the backs of each other's wedding dress. When finished they both put them on and June zipped up Molly while Ann zipped up Jessie. They were complimented on their handiwork and were brought before the full length mirror brought down especially from the bedroom for the occasion. It was Molly's idea that they both should wear wedding dresses. She wanted everything, the beautiful satin panties, matching bras, suspenders, stockings, heels and was totally looking forward to their morning at the beauty salon. The wedding was the next day, then off on the honeymoon, all six had booked into a ski resort for only the weekend, June and Ann felt that was long enough, after all they had previously been on a honeymoon even if it was 15 years earlier, then it was back home to carry on as before. Molly would continue as maid to the women and Jim also continue his duties at number 39. Maybe, just maybe, he might get to know Mitch a little better. That night in bed at number 39, Jim asked himself, why did he have to be Jim, why could he not be the woman. Why could he not have the operation? All he wanted was to be Jessie. Was this the real reason he was always unhappy. Why can't I be the wife? Molly, back in number 50 was having pleasant dreams of how her life with her new husband would be the most wonderful thing imaginable.