Previously

I stayed with Grace in her unit for the next week and we made love a few more times. Each time it was getting less painful for me and I was feeling completely female by the time we had to go back to Brisbane and work as boss and rank and file. It was not easy having to go back into boy mode and act like nothing happened between me and Grant over the last week. I didn’t know what was going to happen in the future but there was no going back for me. I had an appointment with a gender clinic in Brisbane and would take it from there.

Monday

I turned up for work in boy mode. I had done something with my hair so gradually bit by bit I would make myself look more and more androgynous and eventually every one would take no notice of my different look. I had an appointment with the clinic the following week so I was actually going ahead with transitioning, but as Grant / Grace said, do it slowly and methodically and you will achieve your goal better than running headlong into it without the proper planning and help from the right people. Grace was already well on the way so she knew how to go about doing things and told me she would be there to support me all the way. I guess she had her reasons for that because we had become lovers and she didn't want to lose me.

All the same it really wasn’t easy when we were both in boy mode and having to act as straight males,''Whatever that means''. I don’t think that I was ever a straight male come to think of it, I always envied girls from a very early age. I never pee'd in a urinal and always felt more comfortable going into a cubicle and do my business sitting like a girl. The few times when I did go to the urinal I got pushed by bullies and ended up almost sitting in the trough, so after that I just went into a cubicle every time, ''no more hassles''. Anyway back to earning a living and saving up to pay for all the medical expenses I am about to encounter.

I'm going to just say 'Grace' from now on because it is getting to confusing to call her Grant any more so I will only call her ''Grant'' if I am describing a conversation while someone is addressing her as a man. Being my boss she had to do my work schedule and I think she was trying to keep me in the state as much as possible so I we could be together at night. It almost felt like being married again only this time it felt more in line with the way my brain worked. Grace had arranged for us both to see the head of the company to come clean about ourselves being transsexuals and that we are both intending to transition fully into women as soon as possible. That was fine by me since I really didn't want to waste any more of my life pretending to be a man.

I had been assessing damaged flood-ravaged houses all day and was stressed out because some of the people that thought that they had flood cover weren’t covered and of course I bore the brunt of their displeasure when I told them “You are not insured for floods and are on your own”. One guy threatened to kill me if I didn't get off his property. These people built houses in a flood area and did not read the fine print on their insurance policies. Anyway I came home to Grace's flat, I intend to sell my house in the suburb of Wishart, which was close to all the public transport. so I should have no trouble selling quite quickly. It was also on a hill so no flooding.

Grace was already home preparing dinner when I walked through the door,. All I wanted to do is get out of the uncomfortable male attire and into something soft and feminine.

Grace gave me a kiss and said, “Lexie go and have a shower and get changed. I have some news to tell you.”

I returned the kiss and did what I was told because Grace is the dominant one of us which is fine by me. It makes me feel even more feminine especially when it comes to bed time.

I had my shower and put on a short skirt and sleeveless blouse and wrapped my hair in a towel. I haven’t grown any breasts but that would change once I got onto hormones and if I got impatient I’ll would get implants. There were no questions asked for breast implants, but you apparently couldn't get SRS without jumping through hoops of fire, I could not understand why some doctor should be able to tell you what you can or cannot do with your own body. It's not as though you are asking them to do any more than to make your body match your brain.

I walked into the dining room where Grace was just setting the table.She was also in a dress, so it was just two girls having dinner at the end of a stressful day. Grace dished up our meal of a tuna bake and vegetables. On the side she had an ice cream maker so that was what we had for desert plus strawberries, Grace never rushes anything and that is another thing I like about our relationship, there is no pressure to do anything I don’t want to do. However transition for me was reasonably urgent. I didn’t want to waste any more of my life as a male than I had to.

Once we were finished eating I was getting all fidgety and said, “Grace are you going to keep me on tenterhooks all night or are you going to tell me the news you said you had for me?”

She replied, “Lexie honey be patient and I will tell you what I have arranged for us both at work.”

“Ok Grace but tell me now!!!”

She replied, “Lexie we are to see the big boss tomorrow and sort out what is to be done about us and how to proceed at work transitioning.”

I said, “God I hope we don’t get the sack,”

“No that will not happen in this company. Their policy states that they are gender friendly and will not discriminate against Gay or Transsexual employees so we will not be dismissed, but we have to send a letter to all the department heads to explain what we are planning to do and than it should be relatively plain sailing.”

That conversation seemed to put me at ease and we settled down and watched a movie. We both had paper work to do for work but tonight neither one of us could concentrate on work related things so a movie it was. It wasn't long before the urge to go to bed got the better of us and we walked hand in hand into the bedroom, stripped off and made gentle sweet girl to girl love. I'm afraid I could not act the dominant partner with Grace and I doubt that I will ever be able to again.

My brain was so completely female since Grace had had sex with me that it was almost like a switch was turned off and back on again and I was changed like a light bulb and now shone a different colour. We drifted off to sleep still in each other's arms. It was a hot night so we were in our birthday suits and stayed that way till we woke up in the morning with the alarm waking us up. We both got into the shower ''to save water what else'' I was really envious of her breasts and could hardly wait to start hormones so I could grow my own. I could see myself getting implants I was so impatient. So much for taking it slowly. This morning was to be the last time we would have to dress as males if all went to plan with the head of the company. I always got on well with Greg Novel, He was a kindly older gentleman and he was always approachable in the past when I had a problem with claimants that gave me trouble and sometime I even had to go to court to fight a case for the company which he always acknowledged and thanked me personally for. Grace and I went to work by bus into where the office was. Grace's unit was at Greenslopes, a suburb not all that far from the city and was on the main bus route so there is no need to drive a car and have to worry about where to find a car park. The car was reserved as a weekend form of transport and of course shopping trips.

We arrived at work and went straight up to the tenth floor and to the plush office of Greg Novel. He was already at his desk sorting out paper work and had probably been there since six am that morning. I hope I never get to be so high in the company to have to do that - life is too short. My philosophy was that you ''work to live, not to live for work.'' Anyway we announced ourselves and were asked to come in and take a seat to discuss what we had come for.

He already knew what was going on with us because he said, “Relax you two, I am not going to stand in your way if you do things properly and inform all the people in human resources and any other people that have to know what you are doing. Just one thing, once you start I don’t want you to go back and forth do you understand?”

We both nodded our heads and for a couple of minutes didn't realise just what he had said.

I spoke first and said, “Mr Novel I know you have always helped me in the past and I will not let you down just because of my lifestyle change.”

He replied, “Alex what should I call you now?”

I said, “Well Alex is a female name as well, but Grace is calling me Lexie.”

“Ok Lexie it is. Just let everyone know, and Grace that suits you too Grant. Sorry it's going to take me some time to get the names right, but if you both present as female than it shouldn't take too long to get used to. Now!! off you go and make me some money!”

We walked to the lift with me talking twenty to the dozen and Grace said, “Slow down Lexie you will stumble and fall if you run before you can walk.”

I said, “Ok ok I'm slowing.”

The day was spent dreaming of what was to come, We went to all the people that were required to know what was going on, so when we turned up presenting as female it wasn't going to be a complete surprise to everyone. I think some of the people that knew us already suspected something like this was going to occur sooner or later anyway.

We went to our respective offices and tried to get some work done but our minds were in a different place. Just as well I didn't go and assess any claims that day because I would have just ticked all the yes boxes and lost the company a heap of money.

Grace rang me and said, “Lexie I can't concentrate on what I am doing so I think we might knock off work early and go shopping. I'll meet you in five minutes down at the foyer ok?”

I replied, “You're the boss Grace.”

My secretary Linda gave me a wink and said,”See you later Lexie.” she was happy to see me transition and said so.

It was only two in the afternoon and we would have to make up for lost time later in the week but for that day it was girl time for two very happy people. We were still in boy mode so we went home first to change and go shopping for girl things in girl mode. We ended up not actually going shopping but back at my house to sort out all the clothes that belonged to my late wife Bella, and by the time we went through all the very feminine clothes in the wardrobes there was really no need to go to any shops to buy more, Even the make up was right for me so no money had to be spent that day.

Seeing I was going to put the house on the market we had to sort out all of the belongings that I wanted to keep but it was mainly just the clothes that I wanted and the rest had to go. We filled three suitcases with various dresses and tops and another case with almost all the make up. Shoes went into a couple of shopping bags. We decided to dump the underwear and buy new things because Grace said it was disrespectful to wear another woman’s underwear. I kept a couple of things and put the rest in the pile that was going to be dumped. The only other things that I wanted from the house was personal papers and photos and of course all of Bella's jewellery.

Before we left the house I rang the agent that I was getting to sell the house and told him that he could get the Salvation Army to come and clean out the remainder of the house for their charity shop. We loaded my car up with all the suitcases, and I drove back to Grace's unit and she followed me in her car. There was no need for me to go back to the house for any reason and I would leave it all up to the agent to handle for me.

We arrived back at Grace's unit at Greenslopes. Just as well it had a spare car park because I wanted to at least keep my car which was a brand new Honda Civic, Graces car was a Mazda six two six and also almost new. We made two trips up to her unit with all the bags and decide to have a cup of coffee before we went through the clothes and see what would fit me or Grace. We were almost the same size apart from her having breasts, but I would be using forms for a while till I grew my own. ''That sounds like I'm going to plant some veges and watch them grow , I do have some silly thoughts sometimes'' After a couple of hours we ended up sorting out what I liked and what Grace liked and put it all away in her walk-in closet. ''It hasn't got a top shelf. I couldn't resist that'' ''giggle''

We decided to get dressed in a couple of summer dresses seeing it was a warm evening and go for a walk down to one of the restaurants down the road and have a meal together and celebrate our good luck in having our employer support our transition without any drama. Believe it or not there are actually companies in Brisbane that are fine with it as indeed in the rest of Australia.

To be continued.

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