Part 8 Another Penny for them

In my room I undressed and hung the dress on a hanger to take into work on Monday. I put the underwear in the hamper and took off the gaff, flushing the pipe through with some water. I followed through with things I had been told and totally cleaned my face before having a shower, putting on a nightie and dropping into bed to sleep like a new-born baby.

That description was apt because I was up to have a pee several times before I finally pulled the curtains back to let the morning light, no, the early afternoon light in.

I felt good, I felt as if I had crossed a threshold. As I contemplated the view, I thought back to the earlier me and realised that I had more girls as friends now. It was even more than I had as men friends in the past.

Perhaps my womanising had been crying for acceptance; it certainly was not as a need for domination or chalking up conquests to brag about down the pub.

Today I had a few bags waiting to go down the road to the charity bin, a wardrobe with amazing clothes and a solid desire to remain as Penny for as long as I lived. I thought of last night and I tingled when I thought of all the times I had soft-climaxed.

Suddenly I was worried. What if it didn’t work anymore? I stopped to remember how Tanya and the rest of the girls looked last night, and it twitched. I thought of Friday night with Odette, and it was all right again, standing up in all its glory.

I took my time getting dressed; choosing the right skirt to go with a new top and finding a pair of tighter panties and some tights that would keep my tackle under control. I put the boots on and then sat at the mirror to get my hair into shape and to try out this make-up game for myself.

It took a while and almost a box of tissues before I had figured out that I needed to support the hand that was doing the application but thought I had got it in the end. I put a light jacket on and went out for a walk. The feeling of freedom and of being one with nature took me by surprise. I saw things in a way that was new, I smelled fragrances that had passed me by in the past and I was smiling a lot.

At a local café I had luntea – something substantial enough to make up for missing breakfast and lunch but not enough to spoil a snack in the evening. I tried to work through the next week of filming in my head.

We would be working though the Friday of Work Week 3 with me being turned from a tomboy into a real girl for the club scene. It would be like deja-vu, all over again. I knew it would all work well, the only thing that bothered me was that I would have to be made to look how I was on last week’s show before I could embrace the new me. Now, that would take some acting!

I was sitting and thinking and then saw Yolande at the doorway. I gave her a smile and a wave, and she went to the counter to place her order and then came over and sat opposite me.

“Do I know you?”

I just had to giggle.

“I’m struck to my heart! Last time you saw me we both stank of sex, and you told me to go and shower. If I remember rightly, you said that it smelt good on you.”

Her eyes went wide,

“Julian? Julian Spinks? My god, what have they done to you?”

The waiter brought her meal and I waited until he had left.

“It’s all in the story. I started to work in an all-girl office because you, as the boss, misheard my name and I have slowly been altered to suit the office environment. I believe you will be coming back as the boss after the filming next week.”

“Yes. Andrew has called to say I start filming on Monday week on my big show. How long has it been running?”

“We have put out fourteen episodes so far and they say we are doing very well. We film the fifteenth next week but some of it is already in the can.”

“What do think of filming in that scungy apartment?”

I realised that she had no idea of what we had been doing and then thought of what she may do when she found out she was just a member of the cast, not the star.

She had been bitchy enough the last time we met. I shuddered to think of what she would be like when she discovered the truth.

“Oh! I have no problems with the set, we have done some of the work in other locations and it has been a lot of fun.”

She ate her food, and I finished my drink while we chatted about the other people I had met from the industry so far. I tried to limit the number of the cast I spoke about. We parted with air kisses and a ‘see you in a week or so’ and I went home to contemplate my next move.

At home I called Tanya, my lifeboat, and asked her if she could come around. I heard mumbling in the background.

“Can Steve come as well; we may be able to get some fish and chips on the way?”

I said yes and knew that our love was just the love of good friends. She had loved Julian, and I was not Julian anymore. When they arrived, we plated the hot food and sat in the kitchen eating.

Tanya said that she and Steve had been in bed most of the day and giggled. Steve looked embarrassed.

“That’s nice, I’m sure you had fun. Tony brought me home after the club. No-one told me that the filming stopped at eleven-thirty, I was in acting mode until Tony told me that everyone else had left.”

I got us some coffee and then got to the heart of the matter.

“I saw Yolande today while I was out. She thinks that she is coming in on Monday week to star in her big show. She had no idea of what we have been doing or even where we are filming. She asked me if I enjoyed acting in that apartment. Last time we parted she was being the complete bitch and I am worried about what happens when she finds out that she is just a cast member, like the rest of us.”

Tanya pulled out her phone and rang Andrew at home. Steve looked on with amazement as he had no idea how connected Tanya was.

When Andrew answered she gave him a quick run-down on what I had told her, and he asked to talk to me. He wanted to know what my impressions were at our first meeting and the ones I took away from this latest one.

I tried to be calm and objective with my answers and told him that I wondered what Yolande expected when she came in. What he said surprised all of us because we had the phone on speaker mode.

“Look, Yolande is the daughter of a guy who thought he owned the business because we owed him money. Since you guys have been doing so well, I have been able to clear the debt and he doesn’t have any more clout over us. It’s you guys that have set us up and I am forever grateful for that. What do you want? If you say she is out, then out she is.”

“Can we have a meeting on Monday morning before we start filming, I don’t know her enough to shaft her without warning, maybe she will be amenable when she finds out she has no protector.”

“All right. I’ll set it up for Monday morning and will go with the majority vote. A couple of the other girls have worked with Yolande in the past and it will be good to get their input. I will ring her after that and, if you guys will work with her, I will call her in during next week to see what we have been achieving. Oh! On another thing, you and the cast will be doing promotional visits on weekends starting next week. The subscribers have been pushing for it and the first is up north on Saturday. You can go Saturday morning, stay overnight, and come back Sunday. All board and meals paid for and a bonus for whoever is on the trip.”

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I gave Tanya her phone back and Steve was looking shocked.

“Excuse me, but did I hear right. You just rang the best producer I have ever worked with and told him what to do?”

Tanya smiled and leaned over to give him a kiss.

“Don’t fret, my dear, as long as you keep performing, I will ask Penny not to fire you.”

That made me giggle and it broke the ice.

I tidied up and Tanya smiled.

“Stevie, sweetheart, I need to speak to Penny for a while, do you mind? I will find my own way home.”

He nodded, they kissed, and he left us. She looked me in the eye.

“Now, Penny, I will repeat something I said before ‘A Penny for your thoughts’.”

I giggled.

“You know me so well, Tanya. The fact of the matter is that Tony took me to his place last night and he made a woman of me; maybe not an honest one but certainly it feels different this morning and not just around my anus. You knew this may happen, didn’t you? That’s why you douched me before we went out.”

She sat back and laughed.

“Oh dear, girl. You have had your cherry taken and we are not at that point in the script yet. I suspected that Tony had the hots for you as you became more Penny than Julian. I did expect that seeing you fully dressed and made up would tip his hand. You are going to have to be a great actor when it happens in front of the cameras. Don’t breathe a word to anyone else and just go with the flow.”

She grinned.

“The scene board that Andrew showed me had you making out with Yolande in a month or two. You are mounted from behind by one of the guys and it becomes a three-person hump. I’ve been on the bottom of one of those a couple of times and it is an amazing experience, but I have never been the meat in the sandwich.”

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