Chapter 9

Manny arrived with his camera and a flash with a power pack on his belt. He waited, with a big grin, while Carol and Sally brought me back to my basic self, with the brows and lashes removed as well. I posed for him with a copy of todays’ paper held in my hands to confirm the date.

Chapter 8

It was nice to be outside and together again after the weekend. The pizza place was clean and smelt good, but the prices on the menu made my eyes water.

“I’ve never paid thirty pounds for a pizza before, or fifteen for a glass of wine!”

“This is Knightsbridge, love, with the most expensive shopping area in England across the road. We can afford this now, so order what you want and to hell with the cost.”

“I think I’ll like the salmon one, that’s a bit different to what we get in Braintree.”

I awoke early and went into my morning routine preparing for my jog. By the time I had returned Sam was already up and having breakfast. After stretching a bit I came in and joined him. Looking at the clock he said we would have to leave in a couple of hours if I was to make my appointment in the basin LA basin area due to traffic. I agreed and went to cleanse and prepare myself for the day.

I awoke from a troubling dream coming from my encounter with the woman in the bathroom the other night. The dream dealt with being chased by woman yelling you are not a woman at me.

As I started my morning preparation, I felt depressed and anxious in that today I was to go out on my own and work as a woman. From somewhere deep inside of me a feeling of despair came over me, and I could feel tears forming and drip down my cheeks. It was a feeling of being overwhelmed in my efforts to present a full feminine persona.

Having taking leave of Sam I moved to my room and began my night preparations. After removing my jewelry and outer clothes I took a moment to gaze at my feminine form in the mirror prior to going through what would be a nightly routine.

During the next few days, my mind kept going through various scenarios that could explain the pictures. I thought first a sister, no he knew both, a cousin possibly but I still needed to figure out why I had the pictures. I thought that I was coming up with a plausible story when my sister mentioned to me that she had talked to Sam a few weeks ago. She said he sounded a bit lonely and they talked a bit and he wanted to know if she still had that lovely necklace that he and his wife had given to her.

As I said, it started with the loss of the USB stick. Unfortunately (or fortunately) for me I did not notice that it was missing from my computer bag until I received that fateful email. Upon opening the email I saw it was a message from Sam asking if I had left behind a USB stick. At first it didn’t occur to me what it was, but a quick look into my bag showed me that I had left the one that had the pictures on it at his place. I surmised that he probably found it while cleaning the room.

“You want me to do what?”

Danny stared at Zoe across the small café table, his cappuccino frozen halfway to his lips. At five-foot-six with a slim, almost delicate build, Danny had never been the adventurous type. That had always been Zoe’s department.

Life Changes

By Kathi Jo Daniels – KathiJo25

Part 3 – A Love Story

Chapter 34 – Justin Proposes

Sunlight woke us on Friday morning. We hugged, kissed, and wore each other out, then showered together. I removed my breast forms, shaved, and dressed in a golf shirt, shorts, and tennis shoes. Kayla put on a white short-sleeved crew-neck top, a striped multi-skirt, and sandals. I retrieved the newspaper and returned to the kitchen to fix breakfast. Kayla joined me as I cooked.

Chapter Five

Sam knew that telling his sister not to do anything was a surefire way to make her do exactly the opposite. He just went straight for the stairs, going for speed over silence when he realized someone would catch a glimpse of him no matter what thanks to how the only way to get to the floor above was to pass by the living room.

Sure enough, Sophie was determined to have as much fun as possible with his situation. “We’re back!” she exclaimed, “Who wants to see Samantha’s new outfit?”

Chapter 4

A middle-aged lady came out with our meals. As she set the soup down, she looked closely at me.

“Well, I never. Are you raiding the history books, Yvonne? This one looks like Zoe when she was starting out. I had a picture of her during that time in my room at university. We all wanted to be Zoe Hamilton, but I could never be tall, red, or skinny, enough.”

“She’ll be working for the same outfit, Jill. She has her first shoot in a couple of days.”

Chapter 3

It didn’t take long to get to St. Pauls and the walk to the address we had been given didn’t take long either, considering that when we came up from the tube station the building was only on the opposite corner.

We walked across the road and along until we arrived at the main doors. It was still only around ten, but we went in and looked at the board inside to find the agency. We didn’t have enough time to find a café, so went up to the first floor and went into the reception. A very smart girl was at the desk.

“Can I help you?”

Chapter 2

Friday morning, I was awake and dressed early. During breakfast, Mum spoke about the pictures.

“How did you feel about the last ones, love, with you in a dress. I have to say that you looked every inch a model.”

Chapter 1

I stood in the little kiosk and looked out towards the other shops, wondering how my life had narrowed down to such a bleak outlook. It was a Tuesday morning, and I had just opened up. I hadn’t seen a single shopper yet. It was half past nine on a cold November day, so I hadn’t really expected anything else.

Chapter Ten

Taylor’s heart was pounding.

He knew that Anna would be on the other side of the house, since she would be the one answering the door, but that didn’t account for her friend(s). Based on his experiences returning from practice on the nights where Sarah had company over, he was assuming it would be the two or three usual girls that were around. They could just as easily be in the living room or Sarah’s bedroom, meaning he could also run into them in just about any hallway or the stairwell leading to the second floor.

Wychwood Day Seven

Early Morning

One

Sandy stirred in his sleep, disturbed by something. He groaned, desperate to get back to his dream. It had been so vivid, so real; he reached down to his groin and was almost disappointed to find his cock. His mouth was dry, his tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth, no doubt from all he had drunk with Annabelle and Fleur. A headache pounded behind his eyes, and he reluctantly dragged them open, groaning aloud before reaching for the glass of water he had left on the bedside table.

Early dismissal came as planned.

Natalie, Maddie, and Riley collected Samuel from the classroom and folded him back into their group with practiced ease. They left St. Catherine's among the other girls, surrounded by backpacks, voices, and the ordinary relief of a short school day.

Outside, Maddie's mother was waiting in the car.

Samuel prepared himself to sit quietly and say as little as possible.

"Hi, girls," Maddie's mother called from the front seat. "How was school?"

"Good," the three answered almost together.