Mike and Sam

Mike sat at the dressing table, he was looking closely at his freshly shaven face, and Sam was laying on the bed just watching. Mike was already dressed in a padded panty girdle, waist cincher, panty hose, and a pretty bra with breast forms, all this gave him a nice feminine figure. He had the padding added to the panty girdle, and it gave him a nice rounded rear with feminine looking hips. Sam smiled knowing what they were going to do tonight.

Mike carefully cleaned his face, to be sure all the oils were removed. Then, he carefully placed a wig cap over his own hair, and made sure it was all tucked in. Using a couple pieces of surgical tape, he arched his eyebrows by placing the tape on his forehead above where he wanted the arch to be, and running it back over the wig cap. He used a couple more pieces of tape to tighten his neck. Then looking closely at his newly arched eyebrows, he carefully removed a few stray hairs. Sam had seen this transformation many times, but just loved watching Mike become Mishelle.

He then applied a high quality moisturizer, and while that set he put a coat of dark red polish on his finger nails, this matched the polish that was already on his toe nails. His nails were short, but with polish on them, his hands became feminine looking. When that coat was dry, he added a second coat, followed by a clear top coat. Mike again looked closely at his face, and removed a few more stray hairs from his eyebrows. Then carefully applied a foundation, being sure to cover the tapes, and run it down into his cleavage. He went through foundation faster than the average girl.

He opened a drawer in the dresser and removed a very pretty, painted, wooden box, with Japanese characters on it. From it he choose the makeup that he would use tonight.

He carefully used an eyebrow pencil to highlight his brows. Not too much, but enough to make them stand out. Then came the eyeshadow, a light cream color on the upper lid and under the eyebrow, then a little touch of smoke at the outer corners. The mascara came next, he didn't really need a lengthener, the length of his eyelashes would put most real girls to shame. He elected not to use an eyeliner, but did add a very light coat of blush. He again looked closely at his face, and was happy with what he saw. He had learned a long time ago, that when it came to makeup, less was more.

He took a jewelry box out of one of the drawers of the dressing table, and opened it. He removed a pair of pretty earrings, removed the studs from his ears, and attached the earrings. These were a long turquoise pair that looked like small dream catchers, that hung about an inch and a half from the ear lobe, and they were his favorites. About six months ago, he had gotten brave, and had both ears pierced. He had taken a lot of kidding at work, but he had made up his mind to do it, and he told everyone that it was his fashion statement.

He got up, walked to the closet, and came back with an auburn human hair wig. This was one of three human hair wigs that he had, they were expensive, but worth it. They had spent two hours at a wig salon picking this one it out, and having it styled. He carefully applied the wig, using bobby pins to hold it in place, and brushed it until he was happy with the look.

Going back to the jewelry box, he took out, a women's watch, and a bracelet that matched the earrings, and a number of rings. He placed three rings on his right hand. And, on his left hand added four to his ever present wedding ring, including an engagement ring with a large stone, not real, but a good cubic. These two rings kept him from getting hit on when he was out, he loved it that he could pass as a woman, but didn't like getting hit on. Besides, he already had someone.

He stood, turned, and looked at Sam, saying, "Well, do I pass?"

"You amaze me every time I watch you. You go from a very hansom guy, to a very pretty girl in no time. You have mastered makeup, and I think do a better job than I do."

"I've had a great teacher, and roll model."

Mike got up, went back to the closet, and picked his outfit for tonight. It was going to be a girls night out, casual dinner, and a movie. So, it was going to be comfortable dress. He picked out a pink silk blouse, and a pair of white shorts. He knew most real girls don't wear panty hose with shorts, but he just loved the feeling that the nylons gave on his hairless legs. He slipped on the shorts, and zipped up the back zipper, put on the blouse, leaving it untucked, and the top two buttons unbuttoned, to show his cleavage. He took one last item from the jewelry box, a very pretty choker, and placed it around his neck. He used chokers to hide what little Adams Apple he had. Finally he slipped his feet into a pair of sandals with two inch heels. Then did a little spin to show his outfit off for Sam. He stopped, and smiled.

"As usual, you look great.", Sam said.

"Thanks, babe. So do you. Ready to go?"

Sam got up from the bed, handed Mishelle her purse, and the two headed downstairs, and to the car. They drove to one of their favorite restaurants, had a very nice meal, and were treated as they appeared, two girls out for the evening. Then it was off to the mall, and the movie. They were early, so they window shopped for awhile. At one clothing store, Sam, who's real name is Masumi (ma?sue'?me), came to a quick stop, pointed at an outfit in the window, and said, "Oh, you would look so cute in that. Let's see if they have it in your size?" Sam just loved shopping with Mishelle, and vice a versa.

"Ok, but we'll be late for the movie."

"Oh, all right. But, if they're still open when it's over, we're coming back. That is just so cute!"

They sat through the movie, which was a chick flick, and it was about a quarter after eight when it was over. Being a Friday night, most of the stores were open until nine. So, they quickly headed back to the clothing store. They walked in, there was two or three other shoppers, and two young, early to mid twenties, sales clerks. Mike just loved shopping while he was dressed. They started looking around.

After a few minutes, one of the sales clerks approached them, her name tag said 'Jill, Manager'. She asked, "Is there anything that I can help you with?"

Sam said, "Yes. My friend is interested in the embroidered jeans skirt with multi-layered top that is in the window. But, we would like to look around a little first. And, we'll make it quick. We know you close at nine."

The clerk smiled, and said, "You'll find that jeans outfit over there, the dressing rooms over there, and we won't throw you out at nine. Just let me know if you need any help."

"Thank you."

They walked around the store looking at all the clothes that they had on display. When they came to the bra and panties, Sam spotted a matching pair that she thought would look great on Mike. She took them off the rack and held them up to him. Mishelle said, "That's all I need, another bra. I have more than you do."

"That's ok. A girl can never have too many bras or panties."

They walked to where the jeans outfits were, and looked around the racks. They located the matching outfit to the one in the window in Mike's size. It wasn't cheap, but Sam was in love with it. Mike thought that she should have it for herself, but Sam said she didn't look good in a jeans skirt, but Mishelle did. They took the outfit, and bra and panties outfit to the dressing room. Mishelle went in, and tried on the bra and panties, and as Sam usually does, she had picked a perfect fit. She opened the door and showed Sam. Sam nodded her approval. Mishelle had to admit, after looking in the full length mirror, that it was a nice matching set. Next, she tried on the jeans skirt and top. She looked in the mirror, and was surprised as to how cute the outfit did look on her, Sam had a real good taste in clothes. She walked out of the dressing room to show Sam, who was talking to the sales clerk, Jill. Both girls looked at her, and said in unison, "That is so cute on you." All three giggled.

"I guess that answers that question. We'll take them.", Mishelle said.

Mishelle changed back into the clothes that she had worn in, and met Sam and the clerk at the check out. It was nine fifteen, the other shoppers and clerk had left, and the gate was down. Mishelle laid the purchases down on the counter, and Jill started ringing them up. The total came to a little over one hundred dollars. Jill then said, "I always give a ten percent discount to other special girls."

Mishelle looked a little puzzled, saying, "Other special girls?"

"Yes. You're really a guy, aren't you?"

Mishelle swallowed hard, blushed a little, looked at Sam, and said, "Yes."

"Don't worry." Jill said, "I use to be a guy. And, you were a very hard read. But, I took a chance, and asked your friend."

"A guy?", Mishelle said.

"Yes. But, I was so messed up by the time I was fifteen, the girl in a guys body thing, that my parents took me to a shrink, and she figured out what was going on. My parents, thank God, listened to her, and I started transitioning when I was sixteen. And, at twenty six I'm fully a girl, and very happy. And, don't mind telling anyone."

"But, what gave me away?"

"Like I said, it was a hard read. The first thing that caught my attention was the nylons with the shorts. Not too many real girls wear nylons with shorts, but some do. So I looked a little closer, and really didn't see much. Your makeup wasn't overdone, like most guys, trying to be a girl, do. But, then I overheard you talking to your friend, and your voice is somewhat deep, and some other subtle things just made me wonder even more. So, I asked. Your very pretty, and very passable. And, it takes one to know one. The chances of you being read are so small that I wouldn't worry about it. It's really great that you have a friend like this to go out with."

"Sam is more than just a friend. She's my best friend. She's my wife. And, she's the one who really brought me out."

"Oh. Wow. That is so cool. You found someone that loves you for you, and you don't have to be mister macho all the time. I'm so happy for you. You two come back anytime."

They all just smiled at each other. Jill opened the roll up gate and let the pair out, giving them both hugs. The rest of the night was spent as a couple deep in love would spend it.

The Beginning

This relationship began during Mike and Masumi's high school years. Masumi was an international exchange student from Japan, and would be spending a year in the United States, going to school and learning about the country. Shortly after she arrived, her host family had a welcome party for her. And, of course Mike, as president of the National Honor Society and a member of the schools swim team, was invited. He wasn't a big party person, but figured it was his duty to go and welcome the new student, and he wouldn't stay long.

Mike arrived at the party, and there were a large number of cars parked on the street. He was glad he had walked, since he only lived three blocks away. Luckily the day was nice and the party was held in the host families large back yard. He followed the fancy party signs that said "This way." with an arrows pointing the way, to the side gate in the high wooden fence. There must have been a hundred people there. Cathy Rider spotted him first. She had a little bit of a crush on Mike, but Mike liked her only as a friend.

Cathy ran over to him, and said, "When did you get here?"

"Just walked in the gate."

"Great. Come on, let me introduce you to Masumi. She's really cool. Then you can grab some food. Jackie's dad has been working the grill all afternoon."

She grabbed Mikes arm and walked him over to a group of people. In the middle was a pretty Japanese girl, who seemed a little nervous with all the attention she was getting. They stood there for a few minutes, and finally Cathy said, "Masumi. I would like you to meet Mike Gifford. He will be a senior this year. And, he is president of the National Honor Society, and on the swim team." Masumi reached out her hand to Mike, he took it, and it was like instant chemistry between the two. She was very pretty, maybe five feet tall, maybe a little taller, with black hair down to just below her shoulders, done in a very pretty layered shag cut, dark eyes, and a very contagious smile.

Masumi said, in almost perfect English, "It's very nice to meet you Mike." Her Japanese accent brought a smile to his face.

Mike, being the perfect gentleman, said, "And, it's very nice to meet you Masumi. I hope that you have a great time while you're here."

"Thank you Mike. It's been so much fun so far. And, you can call me Sam."

"Sam? Where did you get that nickname?"

"It was given to me by my classmates in my first English class, and it just stuck."

"Sam, it'll be."

"What events do you do for the swim team?"

"Springboard and platform."

"That's so cool."

"Yea. I'm not a fast swimmer, but I can dive."

At this point, Cathy, sensing something between Mike and Masumi, and hoping to stop it, pulled him away, and over to the food table. She tried to occupy his time as much as possible. But, every time Mike and Masumi saw each other, they smiled. Cathy finally just walked away from him, saying, "Boys!"

As the afternoon wore on, people started to leave. Mike hadn't left early like he had planned, and had been talking with a number of his friends, the whole time keeping an eye open for Masumi. There were only about a dozen or so people left, and Masumi was sitting and talking with the school principal, Mr. Gallagher. Eventually the principal got up and left, leaving Masumi sitting by herself. Mike took the opportunity, excused himself, and walked over to her. She looked up at him and smiled, a different smile than Mike had seen her use with others.

"Hi Masumi. Do you mind if I sit?"

"Please. And, remember it's Sam.", she said with a bigger smile.

Mike sat, and the two of them talked like long lost friends. She chatted on and on, in a nervous sort of way. Mike found out a lot about her, that she was going to be taking Junior level classes and a few Senior level classes, as these closely paralleled where she was in the Japanese schools. And, that she was going to be here until the middle of next Summer. Mike had a hard time getting a word in.

Finally Mike said, "You know almost everyone is gone. Think we should help the Gordons clean up?"

"But, you're a guest?"

"No problem. I just like to help." He stood, and offered her his hand. She took it, and he helped her to her feet. Neither of them wanted to let go, but they finally did. They walked over to where Mrs. Gordon, the host mother, was cleaning up, and offered to help. But, Mrs. Gordon wouldn't hear of it, as Masumi was the guest of honor, and Mike was also a guest. The two of them then just found a place that needed cleaned, and started working together. Cathy saw them, and just glared.

Mr. Gordon walked over to them, and said, "Enough you two. Masumi is the guest of honor, and shouldn't be cleaning up."

"But, Mr. Gordon we want to help. There is so much to do.", Masumi said.

"You two go sit over there, and let us do the work. Masumi is going to have enough chores to do around here, after she has settled in."

"Yes, Mr. Gordon.", Masumi said, with a little bow.

"Mr. Gordon. Can I talk with you and Mrs. Gordon a second."

"Sure, son. Let's find Mrs. Gordon."

Mike turned to Masumi, and said, "I'll be right back."

Masumi went and sat on the glider. And, Mike and Mr. Gordon went off to find Mrs. Gordon.

They found her in the kitchen, loading the dishwasher.

Mr. Gordon said, "Betty. Mike here wants to talk to us for a minute."

"Hello, Michael."

"Hi, Mrs. Gordon. It was a great party."

"Thank you. It looks like you and Masumi hit it off."

"Yes. She's very nice. In fact that's what I wanted to talk to the two of you about. Would it be alright if I asked her out to a movie tomorrow night?"

"I think that would be very nice."

"No drive in.", Mr. Gordon broke in.

"No sir. No drive in. I thought that we'd go to the mall. There are a couple of good movies playing there."

"It's alright with us. All you have to do is ask her.", Mrs. Gordon said.

"I know, that's the hard part."

"It shouldn't be. You two have been talking for a long time."

"Well, I've been listening, she's done most of the talking. I think I know most of her life story.", Mike said with a grin.

"Just go ask her. It'll be fine."

"Yes, m'am."

Mike walked back over to where Masumi was sitting, and she had been joined by Cathy and Jackie. He stood there for a few minutes. Cathy was ignoring him completely. And, Masumi and Jackie were talking about some of the people that were at the party. Mike pulled up a folding chair and sat down. A few minutes later, Mrs. Gordon called for Cathy and Jackie to come and help her. Mike looked over at Mrs. Gordon, and she smiled at him. He moved over to the seat on the glider where Jackie had been, right next to Masumi, and she smiled.

"Can I ask you something?", he said somewhat shyly.

"Sure. Anything."

"You wouldn't want to go to a movie with me tomorrow?"

"I'd love to. But, I'll have to check with the Gordon's first."

"No you won't.", he smiled, "I already did."

This was the first of many dates. In fact, they became almost inseparable. They went to all the school activities together, including the junior and senior proms. She was at everyone of his swim meets. She played on the tennis team, and he was at everyone of those. She attended his graduation ceremonies, with his parents, and helped host his party afterwards. In the year she was in America, they fell very deeply in love, and became lovers.

When the time came for her to go back to Japan, she became depressed, and it was all that Mike could do to keep her spirits up. She tried to figure on a way to stay, but her parents insisted that she come home. It was a very emotional scene at the airport, when she left. Mike worked hard at keeping up a good front, to help her get through the separation. He promised her that they would be together soon.

Mrs. Gordon took Mike aside after the plane had left. She had never seen so many tears. She sat him down, and said, "You fell hard for Masumi, didn't you?"

"Yes, m'am."

"And, she fell hard for you too?"

"Yes."

"There are others..."

"No, m'am. Masumi and I have really fallen in love. It's going to be hard on both of us, being so far apart. But, we're going to work it out."

"Here.", Mrs. Gordon said, handing Mike a small package and card, "She gave this to me to give to you after she was gone."

Mike took it, and just stared at it. He was worried, deep down, that it was a final good bye from Masumi. He slowly opened the card, it was very pretty. The front was a large read heart, that said "My Love". Inside was a nice verse, but that's not important. It's what she wrote, "My love, I have lost my heart to you. You will be mine for always, and we will work out everything, even though we are far apart. The item in the box swears my undying love for you. Keep me in your dreams. I love you. Sam", and it was sealed with a kiss. He slowly opened the package. Inside was a small wooden box, that Mike couldn't figure how to open. He finally noticed a small envelope in the bottom of the original box. He opened it. A card inside said, "My love, as with my heart, there are only three simple moves to open the box.". Following were the instructions, he opened the wooden box. In it was a necklace with a delicate Japanese character hanging from it. Another small note said, "Wear this always. Until we are together forever. Masumi" Mike started crying again. Mrs. Gordon just held him, and said, "If you two are really meant to be together, it will happen."

Mike took the necklace and placed it around his neck. Mrs. Gordon, read the notes, smiled at him, and said, "You two will get back together!"

Mike was off to college that fall, and he and Sam exchanged emails every day. Sometimes they were very long, sometimes just three words. At the end of the first semester, Mikes grades were alright, but not great. Having gone from the Honor Roll in high school to just squeaking by in college, he knew something was wrong. He went home for Christmas break, and just moped around the house.

About a week before he was to head back to college for the spring semester, he was home alone, and there was a soft knock on the front door. He opened it, and there stood Sam. They just looked at each other for the longest time, she finally jumped up wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Their lips met in a very deep kiss. The kiss felt like it lasted hours, but it was only a minute or two. When they finally broke, he said, "What are you doing here?"

"Your not happy to see me?", she said with a fake pout.

"I'm very happy to see you! But, what are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to surprise you."

"No kidding. A wonderful surprise. But, why are you here?"

"I'm going to college here."

"Your not?"

"I am."

"What school?"

"Yours."

"But, how?"

"I took accelerated classes and finished a term early. And, I put my foot down, and told my father that I wanted to go to college in the States, and I wasn't going to take no for an answer."

"And, he allowed it?"

"I can wrap him around my little finger."

"When did you get here?"

"Yesterday evening. I'm staying with the Gordons until I move into the dorm."

"Wait a minute. I got an email from you today."

She grinned. "No. Not entirely. I wrote it before I left, and my sister sent it. Remember the sentence in Japanese at the end."

"Yes."

"It said, 'See you this afternoon. I love you.' You need to learn Japanese."

He kissed her again, and said, "Teach me."

"Can I see something?", she asked breaking their clinch.

"Sure. What?"

She reached up, started unbuttoning his shirt, smiled, and pulled the neckless out.

"I haven't taken it off since the day you left.", Mike said.

"I know."

She closed the front door, took his hand, and led him to his bedroom...

Awhile later, as they were still laying on his bed, she leaned down, and kissed him very deeply. Caressing his body, and asked, "Your still hairless? You said that you didn't make the college swim team, but you haven't let your body hair grow back."

"Uh huh. I just like it that way. So, I decided to keep it that way. I though you liked it that way too?"

"I do. I thought I'd find you all hairy and icky when I got here. I like a soft, smooth, hairless body. Especially your soft, smooth, hairless, body."

They kissed again, and laid there just holding each other for a very long time.

The next semester went great, Mike's grades were back up where they belonged. And, it appeared that Sam was challenging Mike to see who's grades were better. He beat her, but just barely. Sam had to go back to Japan, at the end of the semester, at the instance of her father. She managed to prolong it for three weeks. But, then had to leave. The goodbyes weren't as emotional as they had been the first time, as both of them knew that would see each other in just a couple of months..

That fall, Sam was back two weeks before school started. Mike thought that she had matured over the Summer, and was prettier than ever. They settled into school, and had a great year, Mike pulled almost a 4 point average and made the Dean's List. Sam, was only one tenth of a point behind him, and also on the Dean's List. One thing that Mike's parents had learned in the past couple of years, was how important Sam was to him, and they felt that he needed to learn a little about her culture. So, they paid for a trip to Japan, the Summer between his sophomore and junior years. Sam's father had sent her money for a ticket, and there was enough to upgrade Mike's to first class with hers.

Japan

The flight is a long one, 18 hours, but being in first class helped. They had a long time to talk, and it was Sam that asked the $64,000 question, "Do you have any secrets from me?"

Mike looked at her a long time, and said, "Well, only one."

"Only one? Will you tell me?"

"Yes. But, you'll probably hate me. And, I've never told this to another person."

"It would take a lot to make me hate you. Please tell me."

"Ok. Here goes nothing. You know that I like to keep my body hairless, and you also like it that way. Right?"

"Yes."

"And, I said that I did it for the swim team."

"Yes."

"Well. That's only half true."

"Go on."

"I like girls clothes."

"So do I."

"No. I mean that I like to wear girls clothes. I'm a crossdresser."

"Oh." She sat there for a few seconds. "Is that all. I thought that you were going to tell me something terrible. You do have a softer side, that's one of the things that I love about you. But, that's cool. You like to wear girls clothes. Too bad that were not the same size, we could share."

"Your not mad? You don't hate me?"

"No. I love you too much. I love you for who you are, and if dressing like a girl is part of you, then it fine with me.. But, I want to see you dressed."

"You want to see me dressed?"

"Yes. I want to see if I want to go out with you dressed."

"Go out! I've never been out dressed, except when I was younger and dressed as a girl for Halloween."

"There's always a first time, and it could be fun.", she said with a smile and kiss.

He sat there dumbfounded. He looked at her again, and said, "Your ok with this? A boyfriend that's a crossdresser. No other questions."

"It's fine. As long as you don't want to have a sex change or are gay."

"No way. I was just so afraid that you'd hate me when you found out, and not want to see me again."

"No silly. In my one psychology class, we studied crossdressing and transsexuals, and I learned quite a bit about it. And, crossdressers are basically born that way, and they aren't going to change. You have to love them, or leave them. And, it just so happens that I love you."

"I love you, too. Very much."

"I know."

"Now, do you have any secrets from me?"

"No. You know all about me. Even the old boy friends.."

Just then the airplanes captain came on the intercom, and said the plane was about to land. Sam looked at Mike, and said, "Just remember to bow deeply when you meet my parents, and don't call me Sam in front of them. My sister, Sachiko (sauch?e'?ko), will probably give you a kiss, she shouldn't, but that's just they way she is. Very forward. You in dresses, interesting."

They made it through Japanese customs without a problem, and went looking for Masumi's parents. Mike was a bundle of nerves. He wanted to marry this girl one day, and he was meeting her parents for the first time. They saw them near the baggage pickup, and Masumi waved at them. Sachiko waved back, ran over to her sister, gave her a big kiss, then she turned to Mike, and kissed him like a long lost brother. The three then walked over to where Masumi parents were waiting, and she made the introductions. Mike remembered to bow deeply, and in somewhat halting Japanese said, "I'm very pleased to meet you." Sachiko was just as pretty as Masumi, and there mother was also a very hansom woman of about 45. Her father appeared to be a very proper gentleman, also about 45.

Masumi's father said something to her too quickly for Mike to understand with his limited Japanese. She turned to Mike, and said, "Dad said to grab our bags, the car is waiting." They went and got their bags and followed Masumi's parents out the door. The two girls were whispering and giggling all the way from the baggage area to the car. Mike could only catch a few words, his name, dress, to name a few. The car was a little more than Mike expected, it was a chauffeur driven limousine. Not a big limo, but it held the five of them very comfortably. The ride to the Matsushita home would take about two hours.

On the way, Mrs. Matsushita said to Mike in perfect English, "So, you're the young man who has stolen my daughters heart?" Mike broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at Masumi. She grinned at him.

"Yes, m'am. I guess I am.", he said nervously.

"I can see why. You are a very nice looking young man, and very polite.", she said with a motherly smile.

"Thank you, m'am."

Things loosened up from that point. And, the talk varied from school, to the trip, to what they were going to do for the month that Mike was in Japan. Mike wanted to see the country, and was hoping to do a rail trip. He also learned that both Mr. and Mrs. Matsushita were schooled in the States, that he had a Masters in Business Administration from the Harvard Business School, and that she was a psychologist. The only one not to join in the conversation was Mr. Matsushita, and this bothered Mike a little.

When they arrived at the Matsushita home, Mike was surprised. He had seen pictures of it, that Masumi had, but it didn't prepare him for what he saw. It was a large modern house with very manicured grounds, and a couple of out buildings. One of these buildings was a guest house, and that's were Mike was going to be staying. Masumi had said she had arranged a place for him to stay at no cost, but had neglected to tell him where. The car pulled up in front of the guest house, the driver retrieved Mike's bags from the trunk, and set them inside. Mike, Masumi, and Sachiko got out, and stood by the car. Mrs. Matsushita, looking at her daughters, said, "We'll see the three of you at the house for dinner. Show Mike around a little, you can do more tomorrow, and you two behave yourselves."

"Yes, mother.", bowing, the two girls replied in unison.

The car drove away, and the three walked into the house. Mike looked at Masumi, and said, "Sam, you didn't tell me your dad was rich. You said he was just an officer in a company." The two girls giggled a little.

"He is just a company officer. He's the vice-president of a large automobile manufacturing company."

"I'm not sure he likes me. But, I think your mother does."

"He's just an old stuffed shirt. Go play golf with him, and he'll loosen up. And, yes mom likes you. She had better!"

The three of them got Mike settled in, and walked down to the house for dinner. Over the next two weeks, he and Masumi went to a number of places, some were close to her house, some were a couple of hours train ride away. He also played a round of golf with Mr. Matsushita, and they actually had a good time with each other.

It was apparent to everyone, including Mr. Matsushita, that there was something special between theses two, and they gave them as much time alone as they wanted. Sachiko could be a little annoying, but after all she was Sam's sister, and knew what was going on all along. One evening towards the end of his second week, they were sitting in the garden talking, and Sam asked Mike, "Do you remember what I asked you on the airplane?"

"You asked me a number of things."

"You told me about your crossdressing. And, I said that I wanted to see you dressed."

"Yes, but I thought that you were kidding."

"I wasn't kidding. I really want to see what you look like dressed."

"Well I guess, when we get back to the States. I don't have any clothes here."

"If I came up with the clothes here, would you do it."

"I guess. But, yours are too small."

"I know.", she said with a little smile, "But, I have an idea."

"Your going to get me in trouble, aren't you?"

"No. But, we're going shopping tomorrow. And, right now I want to take your measurements."

They walked, hand in hand, back to the guest house, and Sam took all the measurements that she needed.

While she was taking the measurements, she asked Mike to tell her about his crossdressing. He told her that he had started very young with his mothers things. He had found a pair of her panties and nylons in the clothes hamper, taken them to his room, put them on, and been hooked on feminine things ever since. He had later used his sisters things. And, that when he was a teenager, he had gotten up the nerve to purchase his own panties, bra, and pantyhose. And, was able to keep them hidden from the family. But, never had his own outer clothes until he started college, and his roommate quit school after the first couple of weeks. He had gone to a thrift store and found a really nice gray skirt, cranberry sweater outfit, and night gowns, and just purchased them. He had worried that a clerk or someone would say something, but no one had. With his roommate gone, he was able to dress in the privacy of his room.

"You should have told me earlier.", she said.

"I was afraid that I'd loose you, if you found out."

"No way, babe. I love you too much. Kissing Mike goodnight, Sam said, "Get a good nights sleep, lover. We're shopping tomorrow."

Shopping

The phone in the guest house rang early the next morning. It was Sam, telling him to come down for breakfast, as her Dad's driver was going to drop them at the train station after dropping him at work. Mike was down to the house in fifteen minutes. He was surprised to see Sachiko there, as she liked to party, and sleep in. But, Mike guessed correctly, Sachiko was going shopping with them. And, there was no way that she wasn't going. A little while later, after dropping Mr. Matsushita at his office, the three of them were dropped at the train station. It was a somewhat crowded ride, the girls were able to sit, but Mike had to stand for the hour long express train ride.

A little after nine the three of them emerged from the station. And, the girls knew exactly where they were going. Sam took Mikes hand, and they walked about five blocks down the street to a lingerie shop. Mike hesitated a little, but Sam guided him right in the door. They were greeted by a very friendly sales girl, and she showed them where the larger sizes were. The two girls looked over the selection of bra and panty sets, and finally choose three. They towed Mike to the back of the store, where the changing booths were. Mike said, "I can't go in there!"

"Yes you can. They have men in here all the time."

"How do you know?"

"I called and asked."

"Oh great. The sales girl knows that these are for me?"

"Yes. Now go in there and put these on.", Sam said, as she handed him the three sets.

Mike took the three sets, and shaking his head went into the changing room. A few minutes later, he call Sam to come and look. She opened the door, and both girls looked at the first set, Sam examined it closely for a proper fit, and they both agreed that it was nice and fit him well. Sachiko whispered something to Sam. Sam smiled, and asked Mike, "What do you use to fill out the cups when you dress?"

"Rolled up socks."

"Rolled up socks? Hmm.", Sam said. Then thinking, 'That won't do.'

She said something to Sachiko. Who then walked over to the nylons, and came back with a couple of packages. Sam opened them, and said, "Here try these for fillers.", handing Mike the nylons. Mike placed a couple nylons in each cup and it helped, but wasn't quite right. Sam thought, 'We'll work on that later, as well as the bulge in the panties.'

"Ok.", Sam said, "That set looks good on you. Try on one of the others."

In the end, Sam decided that they were taking all three sets. With Mike saying, "I don't need three sets of panties and bras."

"A girl can't have too many."

Mike just shook his head, and went back in and changed back into his male clothes. They placed the three sets and nylons on the counter, and received a polite bow and smile from the sales girl. They then walked around the store looking at other things. A garter belt set caught Sam's eye, she picked it up, held it to Mike, and smiled. Mike knew he just received another piece of girls underwear. They walked back to the counter, and Sam and the sales girl exchanged pleasantries. Sam handed the girl a charge card, and she rang up the purchases. They headed out the door and further down the street.

The next stop was a high scale women's store. Again they were greeted by a sales girl, and shown to the area of the store that Sam was interested in. There were three racks of silk blouses in various colors. Sam first went to a white one that should be in Mike's size, she held it up to him and smiled. Then she picked out a very nice pink one with some embroidery. They headed over to the changing rooms, and Mike said, "I bet that you called here too?" Sam just smiled. Mike put on the first one and walked out the changing room door. Sam took one look at him, and shook her head, saying "No. No. No. A girl doesn't button all the buttons. Unbutton the top two." Mike did as she said. And, then she added, "That's much better. And, that looks fantastic on you."

Next they went over to where the skirts were. The girls looked and looked. Finally Sachiko called Sam over, and showed her a skirt. She held it up, it was a pleated skirt, made of a dark red plaid cloth, the style school girls wore. Mike was again led over to the changing room. After a few minutes, he opened the door, and said, "I can't get it zipped all the way." Sam frowned a little, had Mike turn around, and tried the zipper. It wouldn't go all the way up. Sam stood back, looked at Mike, nodded her head, said something to Sachiko, who wandered off, and then said to Mike, "We need to get you a more feminine shape."

"How are you going to do that?"

"You'll see."

"That's what I'm afraid of."

In a few minutes Sachiko was back with another garment. Sam had Mike turn around, she wrapped it around his front and fastened it. He then felt her pulling on something, and the garment getting tighter and tighter. She had him lift his hands overhead and take a deep breath. He felt the garment get tighter. He could hardly breath. "What are you doing to me?", he asked.

"It's a waist cincher. It will give you a girlish waist.", Sam said as she tied the laces in a bow.

"But, I can hardly breath."

"A girl has to suffer to be beautiful. You'll get use to it.", Sam said, as she turned him back around and kissed him. "Try the skirt now.", she continued.

He pulled the skirt back on, pulled on the zipper, and it went up with ease. The skirt fit perfectly, and hit him about mid thigh. He took the skirt off, and said to Sam, "Ok, take the waist cincher off."

"No."

"No!?"

"I think that you should wear it. You'll feel more like a girl." She grinned.

He just shook his head. Pulling his pants back on, he found that he had to use the last hole in his belt to hold his pants up, and then they were loose. She must have taken his waist in at least four inches. This was going to be hard to get use to. They walked around the shop a little more, Sam found another straight gray skirt that she liked, and a pair of pink silk shorts, to match the silk pink blouse. She compared the sizes and figured that they were close enough that Mike didn't have to try them on. At the check out, along with the blouses, skirts, and shorts, Sam handed the girl the tag from the waist cincher, and said in English, "He'll wear that." It was obvious that the girl understood, as she looked at Mike and smiled.

It was close to lunch, and the girls were hungry. So, they went to a nearby restaurant. Mike started to order his usual large meal, Sam and Sachiko giggled at him, and Sachiko said, "You had better eat light. That waist cincher will make it hard to finish a large meal." Again, Mike just shook his head, and told Sam to order for him. After lunch they were going shoe shopping, so Sam had Mike go into the restroom and replace his socks with a pair of the thigh high nylons that they had purchased. Mike had missed the feeling of nylons, one of his favorites.

They left the restaurant and went looking for a certain shoe store. Mike was carrying all the packages, and his arms were getting tired. So, as they passed the train station, Sam decided to rent a locker, and place their purchases in it until they were done. They found the shoe store down one of the side streets, this store had a good selection of larger sizes, even though Mike's feet weren't that big. Mike tried on about a dozen pairs with the help of the sales girl, who was having great fun. In the end they choose three pairs, a pair of brown leather slide on sandals with two and a half inch heels, a pair of black chunky three inch heels with ankle straps, and a pair of dark blue Mary Jane's with ankle straps. When they were done, Mike asked Sam, "How much more?"

"Getting tired? A girl has to learn to love to shop.", she kissed him, "One more stop."

They left the shoe store, and headed further down the side street. Then left on the next one, with Sachiko in the lead, as if she knew where she was going. One more turn and they were in front of a wig shop. Sachiko said, "I've purchased a couple of my club wigs here, and they have a great selection." As usual when they walked in, they were greeted by a sales person, this time a man. Sam told him what she was looking for. He looked Mike over, and went and picked a few wigs from the shelves. Mike sat at a booth, with mirrors on three sides, and the man carefully placed a wig cap over his head. He then carefully placed a long blond wig on Mikes head and fussed with it for a few minutes. Mike then modeled it for Sam and Sachiko. This went on until he had tried on a dozen wigs. Sam loved him in two of them, a straight back one with a flip just above his shoulders, and a dish water blond one that had a nice wave and flip. She had the man cut and style them for Mikes face. So, in a way, Mike had his first taste of a beauty shop. Both wigs were placed on wig forms, and carefully placed in tall boxes.

As Sam paid the man, Mike noticed the total cost, those were two very expensive wigs. Mike said, "You can't be serious. These are too expensive!"

"Honey. I want the best for you, besides Mom handed me the card this morning, and said, 'Have fun.' And, when she says that, she means it."

"I don't know how much you've spent, but I do know those two wigs were very expensive. Your father is going to kill us."

"He won't know. Mom takes care of all the money. She will be the only one to see the bills, and she won't question it. She knows that Sachiko and I like to shop at very expensive shops. After all she's the one that taught us."

"But, you don't know if you'll like me when you see me dressed or not."

"Yes. I know."

"Ok, have it your way. Your going to anyway." Mike was beginning to see who was going to be the boss in this relationship.

They were finally done, it was close to three, and if they hurried they could catch the three o'clock train back home. They rushed to the station, with Mike again loaded down under a number of packages, stopped at the locker, retrieved their other packages, and just made the train. At least this time there was a place for Mike to sit, and room for the packages on an adjoining seat. Mike was tired and slept, while the two girls chatted during the hour long trip home. Sam had called the driver on her cell phone, and he met them at the station.

When they arrived back at the Matsushita home, the three carried all packages to Mike's bedroom, and laid all the purchases out on his bed. He just couldn't believe all the things, pretty things, that they had bought. Sam made room in one of drawers for some of the items, and the other things were hung in his closet. The two wigs were placed on a shelf in the closet, and carefully covered. When everything was put away, Sam said, "Honey, Sachiko has a present for you." With that, Sachiko removed a box from a final bag, and presented it very formally to Mike, saying, "A present for my new sister." It was a white box tied with pink ribbon. Mike accepted it as formally as Sachiko presented it. He carefully unwrapped it and opened it. Inside was a very pretty painted wooden box, with Japanese characters on it. He open that, and it was a complete makeup kit. Complete with brushes, lipstick, eyeshadow, everything a girl would need.

Mike, said, with a bow, "Thank you very much, Sachiko. But, you really shouldn't have."

"Oh yes. These will help you look prettier than you are."

"Thank you very much."

Mishelle

After dinner, as had become their custom, Mike and Sam sat in the garden, and talked. It was going on to sunset, when Sam said, "Will you dress for me tonight?"

"Yes."

Sam got up, took Mike's hand, and they walked to the guest house, and to Mike's bedroom. She curled up on his bed to watch, the first of many times to come. He walked over to the chest of drawers, removed a white bra and panty set, and looked at Sam for approval. She smiled, and nodded her approval. He removed all of his clothes, except the waist cincher and nylons. He started to pull on the panties, and she stopped him, saying, "Put the garter belt on first, then the panties over that." He took the garter belt out of the drawer, put it on, and attached the nylons to the garters. He then pulled the panties up over the nylons and garter belt. Then he slipped the bra straps over his shoulder, reached behind him, and fastened it. Sam said, "You've done that before." He just grinned. He then took a couple pairs of nylons, stuffed them into the bra cups, looked at Sam, and said, "Well?"

"Not too bad. But, we have to do something about that bulge in the panties."

"Oh that.", Mike said, he turn his back to Sam, bent over, fussed around a little bit, stood back up, turned around, and continued, "Is that any better."

Sam was a little surprised at what she saw, or really didn't see, Mike stood there with a completely smooth front. Right now from the neck down he looked like a girl. There was no sign of his manhood. "Uh... Yes. Where did it go?"

"It's called tucking. My two little friends are up inside, my penis is back between my legs, and the panties are tight enough to hold it all there."

"Interesting."

"What outfit do you want me to model?"

"How about the white blouse and plaid skirt."

Mike went into the closet, and came back with the blouse and skirt. He slipped the blouse on, buttoned it, remembering to leave the two top buttons undone. Then he stepped into the skirt, pulled it up, and zipped it with no problem.

"Now the blond wig."

"Help me with it? I've never worn one before."

Sam got off the bed, retrieved the blond wig from the closet, and set it on the dressing table. "Sit down.", she said. Mike sat on the bench. Sam placed a wig cap over his head, then the wig over the wig cap, carefully adjusted it, and brushed it out. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, she liked what she was seeing. So, did he.

"Now some makeup."

"I'm going to need help again. I've never done it before either." He had, and it had turned out awful. He would have asked for her help anyway, as he enjoyed her help.

"Ok. Turn around, so I have some light."

Sam took the painted wooden box out, and placed it on the dresser. She looked closely at Mike's face, and said, "Do you mind if I work on your eyebrows a little?"

"I guess not. But, don't do too much."

"We'll go slowly on thinning and shaping them. No one will notice."

"Your really getting into this, aren't you?"

"Uh huh.", she said, as she started plucking a little on Mike's eyebrows, removing some stray hairs, hairs at the bridge of his nose, and some hairs from the lower side of the brows. She looked carefully and was happy, for now. She then preceded with foundation, eyeshadow, eyebrow pencil, mascara, and lipstick. When she was done, she stood back, and said, "Your pretty."

"Your kidding me. I probably still look like a guy in a skirt."

"No. Take a look."

Mike turned and looked in the mirror. The reflection was that of a blond girl, not the prettiest girl in the world, but not too bad. He looked back at Sam, and said, "You did a good job."

"I had a good canvas to work with." She kissed him. "Put on the pair of sandals, and lets see the whole outfit."

Mike slipped on the sandals with the two and a half inch heels, and walked around the bedroom. He tried to walk as feminine as possible, Sam giggled at him. Finally he stopped and twirled, almost falling down. They both had a good laugh. She walked around him, giving him a real close look.

"You know.", she said, "Not bad. Not bad at all. In fact you have really great legs. I only see a couple of things that need a little help. You need more up top, your too small for your build. We need to give you a butt, and some hips. But, that will come with time."

Mike sat on the bed, and just looked at Sam. Finally he said, "You really have gotten deep into this, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"What do you mean, why?"

"You've got a boyfriend that likes to wear girls clothes. That would freak out most girls. But, you on the other hand, seem to have really gotten into it. You wanted to see me dressed, so you and your sister took me shopping, and bought me hundreds of dollars of clothes, wigs, and shoes. I'm just trying to understand where your coming from."

"You don't like it.", Masumi said with a tear in her eye.

"I didn't say that. I love what you've done. I just want to know why."

She sat down next to him, held his hands, looked directly into his eyes, and said, "When you told me, on the plane, that you were a crossdresser, it really turned me on. I don't know why, but I wanted to jump you right then and there. I talked with Sachiko about my feelings. And, she thought that when you told me, it triggered something in my psyche that had been dormant. You've shown me that you can provide everything that I need in a man, and that you also have a softer, feminine side that I also love. I was hoping to help you nurture this side, to help this side of you grow. Now, I'm afraid that I've gone too far, too fast, and hurt things between us." She started to cry.

Mike held her, stroked her hair, and whispered to her, "Don't cry. You haven't hurt anything. In fact, I'm so happy that you've accepted my feminine side. I haven't been able to dress as much as I wanted since starting college, and I need this. But, I also needed to understand why you felt that way. Most girls would have run away screaming. I do love you so very much."

She pulled back a little, looked into his eyes, kissed him very deeply, pushed him down on the bed, and preceded to kiss him like there was no tomorrow. She rolled over on her back, he looked down at her, and wiped the remnants of her tears away. She laughed a little, and said, "You know, your makeup is a mess."

He smiled, and said, "It's you fault. And, your going to have to teach me how to fix it. Then I can also fix yours, because it's also a mess. Can I ask you one more thing that's been on my mind?"

"Maybe. I guess."

"If you would have known about my crossdressing, say soon after we had met in high school, would you still feel the same way as you do now?"

"I... I really don't know. All I can say, is the first day that I met you, when I touched your hand, I knew that there was something special there. I wasn't sure what it was, and it took me awhile to figure out that it was love. Real love. But, when I did, I knew for sure that you were the one and only for me. And, I wasn't going to let anything or anyone, including that Cathy, stand between us."

"Cathy! Cathy Rider?"

"Yes. You didn't know?"

"No. What?"

"Right after the party that the Gordons had for me, Cathy told me to stay away from you. That you were hers, and I couldn't have you. We had a big fight, luckily Jackie was there, and kept us apart physically. I wasn't sure about us then, but I wasn't going to let anyone tell me who I could or could not see."

"You guys fought over me. Boy, I am so glad that you were the winner. Cathy and I were never more than friends, at least in my eyes."

"There was no doubt in my mind who was going to win that fight."

"You are so wonderful!"

"You know. I can't call you Mike when your dressed like this."

"Yea. That would be strange."

"Do you have a feminine name that you like?"

"No. I never thought about it."

"Sachiko did."

"Sachiko?"

"Yes. In fact it's what's written on top of the makeup box. At least as close as it can be in Japanese characters."

"And, what might that be?"

"Mishelle."

"Mishelle?"

"Yes, Mishelle."

"Hmm. I kind of like that. Mishelle. Sounds good."

"I like it, too."

The rest of the evening was spent like many couples that are deep in love, and alone, spend them...

The next morning was Saturday, so it was a late breakfast. Mike was there early, as was Mrs. Matsushita. They sat, chatted, and had a cup of tea, waiting for the others. One thing led to another, and she asked Mike right up front, "Young man. Do you love my daughter?"

Without hesitation, Mike replied, "Yes, m'am. Very much."

"She is my oldest daughter, and she means the world to me."

"Yes, m'am. She means the world to me too."

"Her father and I have felt that there was something between the two of you since she was in America the first time. When she came home, she was deeply depressed. It took a long time for us to get out of her what was wrong. And, when we learned it was a boy, we tried very hard to help her forget you. But, we learned that there was more to it. She had confided in Sachiko what her feelings really were, and how she felt about you. And, we were finally able to get the story out of Sachiko. So, we helped her accelerate her studies, and planned for her to go to college in America. It was the only way we could get her over her depression. And, when she realized that she would going back to America for college, she snapped right out of her depression. Then, when we met you two weeks ago, we knew that our daughter had made a very wise choice. All I ask of you is to respect her and never hurt her."

"Mrs. Matsushita. The last thing in the world that I would do is hurt Masumi."

Mrs. Matsushita smiled at him, and nodded her head in agreement.

Masumi and Mr. Matsushita wandered in for breakfast. And, the talk turned to Mike's last two weeks in Japan. Mr. Matsushita said, "Mike you have talked about wanting to take a rail trip, to see as much of the country as possible. So, I have made arraignments for the two of you to fly to Sapporo tomorrow, pick up the train there on Monday, and be back here on Friday. e/e2163.htmlI've also made arraignments for you to stop overnight in four other cities, to see the sites, and learn about Japanese history and the people. And, there can be other short stops, of your choice, along the way." He took two packets out of his pocket, handed one to Masumi, and one to Mike.

Mike and Masumi just looked at each other, then at Mr. Matsushita, and said, almost in unison, "The two of us?"

Mrs. Matsushita said, "Yes. The two of you. First, we can't turn Mike loose on this country by himself. Second, Masumi hasn't seen these parts of Japan herself. And, third, Mike will be here for only two more weeks, and we felt that you two might really like some more time alone. This is our gift to you. And, after the talk Mike and I had this morning, I know this is the right thing."

"Mr. and Mrs. Matsushita, you have already done so much for me."

"And, we want to do this for the both of you. In the two weeks you have been here, we have gotten to know you, and we like you very much. And, we feel that you are good for Masumi."

Masumi took Mike's hand and squeezed it. She said, "Thank you very much, mother and father. We really appreciate this, and will really enjoy it."

Later that day Mike and Masumi were comparing the two travel packets, and noted that there was only one room reserved in each hotel, all first class hotels. They wondered if her mom and dad knew more than they were letting on.

The Week of Travel

That Sunday, Mike and Masumi flew to Sapporo, spent the day seeing the city, and the night at the Sheraton Sapporo. The next morning they were on the train heading south. They saw but only a small portion of the country, but learned more about each other every day. Mike even attended his first Shinto ritual at one of the important shrines.

The second night, after dinner, Masumi opened up a third suitcase that they had brought. They had brought some of Mishelle's clothes along, just incase Mike wanted to dress. Masumi had other ideas. She turned and looked at him, and said, "Want to go out, as Mishelle?"

"I couldn't."

"Yes you could."

"What if someone reads me?"

"First, your passable. I wouldn't embarrass you that way. If I didn't think you could pass, I wouldn't even suggest it. Second, your in a strange city, in a strange country, and no one knows you. I thought that we could just go for a walk, even a short one."

"Ok, I guess. If you think I can really pull it off?"

She just smiled, and didn't need to say anything.

Mike put on a red bra, matching panties, and tucked his equipment away. He added the waist cincher, pantyhose, and used two pair of nylons to stuff the bra. Masumi still couldn't get over how much Mike's body looked like a girls. She helped with his makeup, and the black wig. She was getting turned on again, realizing that there was a guy standing there looking like a girl. She quickly handed him the pink blouse and pink shorts. He got those on, looked in the mirror, and there was that girl again, this time with black hair. Maybe even a little better looking this time. He slipped on the sandals, and she handed him a small purse with a shoulder strap. And, they were out the hotel room door.

She hustled him out the door, for two reasons. She didn't want to give him a chance to have second thoughts. And, if they didn't get out of the room soon, they wouldn't make it. She was very turned on looking at Mishelle.

They walked down the hall to the elevators, pushed the button, and rode the elevator to the lobby, without seeing anyone. As they walked through the hotel lobby, Mishelle felt like everyone was watch him. But, they really weren't, they were looking a two pretty girls. The desk clerk, smiled and bowed as they walked by. The doorman did the same. As they started down the street, Masumi whispered, "That wasn't bad, was it?"

"My knees were like rubber, and I thought everyone was looking at me. I almost ran back to the room."

"Honey. It's fine. They were looking at the two of us. Two pretty girls out for a walk."

As they walked slowly down the street, which was the main downtown shopping area, Mishelle felt more confidant with each step. They window shopped, and saw many pretty things. Then they came across a small tea shop, and Masumi wanted to stop for a cup of tea. Mishelle was very apprehensive about going in, but followed Masumi as she walked in and sat at a table. Mishelle tried to be as lady like as possible when she sat. The server walked over and greeted them in Japanese. Masumi explained that her friend new very little Japanese, and the girl then greeted her in English. The girls ordered two teas and two cakes, and enjoyed small talk. After Masumi paid the bill, she had to use the ladies room. Mishelle started to follow her, but hesitated at the door. Masumi whispered to her, "Come on. Ladies out together, go to the restroom together."

"I can't go in there."

"Yes you can. Come on."

They walked into the restroom together. There wasn't anyone else in there. Masumi whispered, "If you have to go, remember to sit." Mishelle did have to go, so she entered a stall, and...

When she came out, Masumi was at the counter fixing her makeup. She walked over, washed her hands, and was about to walk out, when Masumi said, "You'd better freshen your makeup. You'll find lipstick in your purse." Mishelle opened her purse, and found a number of items in it. Lipstick, a compact, a small bottle of perfume, her passport, and a sanitary napkin. She pulled the napkin out, and looked a little puzzled. Masumi said, "A girl is always prepared." Mishelle smiled, put the napkin back, and retrieved the lipstick. She looked in the mirror, and freshened her lipstick.

As they walked out of the tea shop, the server bowed, and said thank you. They continued walking through the shopping district, window shopping. They turned down one of the side streets, and found a little lingerie shop. They stopped to look at the various pretty things in the window. Something caught Masumi eye, and she studied it closely. "Come on, were going in.", she said. She grabbed Mishelle's hand, and pulled her along.

They were greeted by a middle aged woman, who they took to be the owner. Masumi talked with the woman for a few minutes. The woman looked Mishelle over very closely, looked back at Masumi, smiled, and walked to the backroom. Mishelle asked, "What was that all about?"

"Mishelle needs something more. And, this store has what I've been looking for."

"What's that?"

"You'll see."

The woman came out from the backroom carrying four boxes, and set them on the counter. Again Masumi and the women talked, a little too fast for Mishelle to pick up. Masumi picked up the boxes, started to walk towards a curtained off area, and said, "Come on, Mishelle, dear." Mishelle followed her to, and into, the curtained off area. Masumi set the boxes down on a shelf, turned to Mishelle, and kissed her. The woman followed them in.

Mishelle said, "What's going on?"

"Well I thought that stuffing your bra with nylons wasn't cool. So, as we were looking in the window of this store, I saw that they carried mastectomy supplies. So, I asked the proprietor if they ever fit any men for breast forms. She told me that they have a very large clientele of men. I then told her that I would like to fit you for a pair. At first she wasn't sure that you were a man or not. But, I ensured her that you were. She said that it was very hard to tell. See I told you, you were passable."

"So, what's in the boxes? And, why is she here?"

"Breast forms. To fit you."

"Your kidding?"

"No. You know I don't kid about these things."

"I should have guessed."

"Take off you blouse, and lets see what size looks best."

Mishelle removed her blouse, and pulled the nylons out of her bra. The woman opened up two of the boxes, removed one of the forms, and handed it to Mishelle. Mishelle looked at it, then at Masumi, and said, "These look too real."

"They are supposed to. In fact they can be attached, so you can go braless. Go ahead, that one goes in the right side, the long part towards your arm. Mishelle placed the form in her breast cup. It felt cool to her skin. She then placed the left one in. The woman fussed around with them for a minute, and stood back to take a good look. Shook her head, and said something to Masumi. Masumi told Mishelle that the woman said, "That it's no good. You need to go bigger. Take those out, and put these in." Mishelle did as she was told. The woman again fussed with them, and stood back. This time she smiled, and told Masumi, "Those looked good." Masumi said, "Put your blouse back on, and take a look." Mishelle slipped her blouse back on, and looked in the mirror. It looked like she had real breasts, and when she moved it felt like they were real. "Well, what do you think?", Masumi asked.

"They feel real."

"And?"

"I really like the way they feel and move."

"Good. Put the nylons in your purse, and bring the boxes.", Masumi said, as she and the woman walked out of the curtained area.

Mishelle quickly placed the nylons in her purse, grabbed the boxes, and followed them into the store. Masumi then said something to the woman, and handed her a charge card. Mishelle asked, "What did you tell her?"

"Just that you loved them, and were going to wear them. And, she said, that they looked very natural, and much better than the nylons."

"Your mom is going to be mad."

"No. Remember, when she hands me this card, she always says, 'Have fun.' So, I do."

The proprietor rang up the sale, said good bye to the girls, and they were back on the street. As they walked some more, Mishelle said, "This really does feel better. They move as I do, and have some weight to them."

"I thought that you'd like them."

They walked for another half an hour, and headed back to the hotel. This time walking through the lobby. Once back in the room the two of them ended up in a very long embrace. It was late, and they decided to turn in. Mishelle started to undress, when Masumi walked up behind her, and said, "Let me help." She reached around Mishelle, unbuttoned her blouse, and let it fall to the floor. She had to stand on her tip toes, but she started kissing Mishelle's neck, and feeling her new breasts. Even though they were forms, they felt good. The two girls feel into bed, but it was much later that they actually got to sleep.

The next three nights were almost a repeat of the first. Every night after supper, Mishelle came out, Masumi worked on improving Mishelle's look, and they walked around what ever city they were in. The last night, there was a minor problem. They were at a small indoor mall, and were hit on by two guys. It took Masumi some time to get rid of them, finally telling them that they were lesbians. This incident really shook Mishelle up, and it took Masumi a while to calm her down enough to even walk the five blocks to their hotel.

Once back at the hotel, Mike yanked of the wig off, threw it on the floor, and said, "I can't do it. I just can't do it." And, sat on the bed and started to cry. Masumi sat next to him, and just held him. He cried for five minutes, finally saying, "I'm sorry. I'm not a cry baby, but that really has me upset."

"I know. I know. It was scarey. You just have to stand up to people like that."

"What did you finally tell them?"

"That we were lesbian lovers. And, had no interest in guys."

"You didn't?"

"Yes I did."

They both laughed a little.

"You know. Maybe your right, we are lesbian lovers. Look at me, I look more like a girl than a guy."

"Are you complaining? I'm not."

"No. No complaints here. But, I just don't want to go through that again."

"I have an idea. I'll be right back."

Grabbing her purse, Masumi was out the door before Mike could say anything. While she was gone, he got cleaned up, and actually freshened his makeup. Normally he'd be taking it off. Masumi was only gone about fifteen minutes. When she got back, she had a small package. Mike was sitting on the bed, still dressed, minus his wig. Masumi knelt down on one knee, opened a ring box that had what looked to be an engagement ring in it, offered it to Mike, and said, "Will you marry me."

Mike looked at her, first with surprise, and then with a grin, and said, "Yes."

She slipped the ring on his left ring finger, and kissed him. Then she opened another ring box, and took out a similar ring. She handed it to Mike, and held out her left hand. He slipped the ring on her finger. Then out of a second package she took two identical wedding bands, slipped the engagement ring off of Mikes finger, slipped the wedding ring on to the finger, followed by the engagement ring. "Now, you do mine.", she said. And, Mike did as she had done. She kissed him, and said, "I now pronounce us wife and wife." They both laughed.

"Where did you get this idea."

"Well. I don't like getting hit on. You don't like getting hit on. I don't like you getting hit on. And, I don't think you like me getting hit on. So, I figured that most guys won't hit on a girl wearing a wedding band and engagement ring. I remembered seeing some in the shop in the lobby that were cubic zirconium. So, I went and got two engagement rings, and two cheap wedding bands. I figure that when ever we go out as girls friends, we wear the rings, and we cut the chance of being hit on. Everyone will see us as two old married ladies out together."

He hugged her, and whispered, "You're fantastic!"

On Friday they were met at the train station by Mr. and Mrs. Matsushita, and Sachiko. And, it was constant talk about the trip all the way home. Both Mike and Masumi were very tired, and were in bed early.

Mikes last week in Japan was much like the first. Mike and Masumi did some day trips. Mike played another round of golf with her father, and they got along famously. Mishelle even managed to go out once or twice in the evening. Friday saw Mike starting to pack for his trip home, Masumi sat with him, but very quietly. Mike could tell that she was down, do to his leaving. But, he perked her up, by saying, "I have an idea. We are both Juniors this year, and school policy says that only Freshmen and Sophomores have to live in dorms. Right?"

"Right." She perked up a little.

"What say, we share an apartment this year?" She jumped to her feet, and just hugged him for all she was worth. He continued, "That way you can help me with my Japanese, and teach me all about makeup. And, it should be cheaper than living separately in the dorms." She kissed him deeply.

Saturday night there was a going away party for Mike. It was attended by many people, some Mike had met before, and some he hadn't. But, by the time the party was over, Mike had met so many people that his head was swimming. Right after everyone had left, Mrs. Matsushita pulled Mike, Masumi, and Sachiko aside, with "I have something I need to tell you."

She started with, "I want you to promise that what I'm going to tell you will go no farther."

The three of them looked at each other, wondering what was going on, and said, "We promise."

"Because, if it does, it could ruin your father."

"Yes, mother.", Masumi said a little concerned.

"I know that when the three of you went shopping together, it was for clothes for Mike. Yes, I know that he is a crossdresser. And, no I don't have a problem with it, and neither will your father. You see, your father is also a crossdresser, and has been for longer than I've known him. I sensed something about Mike when I met him, and I noticed the change in his eyebrows the other day. But, when the bills came, I called the lingerie shop to verify the breast forms. She told me about the two of you being in the shop, and how good the tall dark haired American girl looked So, I went back through the bills and looked at what was purchased, and put two and two together."

"Father is a crossdresser? And, you know about Mike. And your not mad?"

"Yes, dear. Your father is a crossdresser. And, yes I know about Mike, and understand completely. And, I'm not mad. Being a psychologist, I know that someone that is a crossdresser can't help it, it's just part of them. In fact, many therapists consider the need to crossdress to be innate and not learned, so there may even be a biological basis to it. If you love that person, you need to love the whole person. And, it appears, that you two love each other. Now, how is Mike going to take his clothes home, it would look a little strange going through customs?"

"I was going to ship his things with mine late next month."

"That may be wise. Can you survive without them for that long, Mike?", Mrs. Matsushita said with a smile.

"I think so.", he replied, returning the smile, as he placed his arm around Masumi.

"One more thing. Your father and I really do understand how you feel about each other. We've been in contact with Mike's parents, and they have seen the same things that we have, and feel the same way we do. We wanted to meet Mike, and arranged for this vacation to meet him. And, after seeing the two of you together, we realize that you two really do have something special, and that's rare. We know that it won't be long before you take Masumi away from us, and we want her as much as possible."

"I'm not planning on taking Masumi away from you. Someday I hope to be as much apart of your family, as Masumi will be a part of mine. These four weeks have been wonderful, you and Mr. Matsushita have been wonderful to me. I've learned something about Japan, and I want to learn more."

Mike and Masumi spent that whole night sitting in the garden together. Masumi told Mike that she had spoken with her parents about the apartment, and they had accepted the idea. They talked awhile longer, and then just sat, holding each other. In the morning, the whole family went to see Mike off. There were tears, and hugs from everyone, including Mr. Matsushita. Mike had a long flight home to do some serious thinking.

- End Part 1 -

He was met at the airport by his parents, and knowing how bad airline food was, they took him out to dinner. While there, he filled them in on everything, well almost everything, that had happened in Japan. And, that he and Masumi were planning on sharing an apartment this school year. They told him what they and the Matsushita's had discussed about them, and they agreed that there was something very special between the two of them. And, they stood behind them in what even they decided.

About a month before school started, Mike started looking for an apartment, and found one about two blocks off campus, it was a second floor walk up with a view of a park. He took digital pictures, sent them to Masumi, and she thought that he had made a good choice. So, Mike paid the first and last months rent, and moved in.

What he had done with Masumi the past summer, transforming into Mishelle as much as he had, had really increased his confidence when it came to his crossdressing. So, he thought that he would surprise her with something. He started searching on the web, and finally in the local telephone directory, for a special shop. He finally found what he was looking for, and made a telephone call. After talking for a short while, he made an appointment for early the next morning, before the shop actually opened. He was up early, and on the road, as it was an hours drive to the shop. He pulled up in front of a store, took a deep breath, got out of his car, walked up to the door, and knocked on it. He was a little nervous, but not as much as he thought he would be. A woman, of about 40 or 50, was working at the counter, looked up, walked to the door, and opened it. She said, "Are you Mike?"

"Yes, m'am."

"Well, right on time. Come on in."

She closed and locked the door behind him.

"So, your looking for a padded girdle for yourself?"

"Yes, m'am."

"Please call me Carla."

"Yes, m'am. I mean Carla. Like I explained, I'm a crossdresser, and I'm looking for something to give me a more feminine shape."

"I think I can help. I have a number of male clients. Some wear girdles for back support, some, like you, for a more feminine figure. What did you have in mind?"

"I do have a waist cincher that I wear to pull my waist in. But, I'd like something that might do that, plus give me something more in the hips and rear."

"Alright, let's take some measurements so we can see what we need to do."

Carla took him back to the changing rooms, and had him strip to his shorts. She then measured his chest, waist, and hips.

She continued, "It appears that you should have about a 38 inch hip. That, plus cinching your waist down, will give you a very feminine figure."

"I'd be happy with the 38 hips. And, whatever we can do with the waist would be great."

"I'd suggest that you stick with the waist cincher. What can you get your waist down to with the cincher?"

"Right now about a 32."

"What you really need is a 26 inch waist. That may not be realistic. But, you can get close."

She went on to explained that the type of padding she used was a close to natural feeling as possible, and it would feel real to anyone touching it. She picked a girdle from her stock, and handed it to him along with a pair of pantyhose. He put on the pantyhose, and struggled pulling up the panty girdle, but finally got it on. The zipper was almost impossible. He called to her, saying that he couldn't get the zipper up. She came in the changing room, looked at the girdle, and said, "I forgot to tell you, that you needed to fasten the hook and eyes first. Here I'll do it for you." She fastened the hook and eyes, and told Mike to take a deep breath. He did, and she pulled the zipper up. It was tight. She then said, "Come on out here, so I can get a better look."

They walked out of the changing room, into the shop. She had him stand in the middle of an area, and walked around him.

"How does it feel?", she asked.

"It's tight. But, feels good."

"How do you get the waist cincher so tight?"

"My girl friend helps me."

"You have a girl friend that helps you with your crossdressing?"

"Yes. She really enjoys it."

"I have a number of customers that would give a million dollars for a girl friend like that."

"She's not for sale at any price." Mike went on giving her a short version of his summer in Japan.

"You are so lucky."

"Thank you. In away, this was her idea. She said that I would be more passable if I had wider hips and more butt. And, I wanted to surprise her."

"That, we will do. I'll add the padding to the girdle, and have it done well before she gets here. Go change back, and keep the pantyhose.", she said with a wink.

Mike changed back into his clothes, leaving the pantyhose on. Gave the girdle to Carla, and paid her up front for her work. She told him that it would be ready at the end of next week. This would work out just perfectly, as Masumi was do to arrive in two weeks.

That week a delivery service delivered a number of boxes from Japan. It was Masumi's things. Mike started to unpack the boxes, and put things away. Most of it was her clothes, some books, and personal things. There were a number of smaller boxes inside the bigger boxes, with a kiss on them, that were marked "Don't you dare open these until I get there." He carefully set these aside.

At the end of the week, Mike went back to Carla's store to pick up the girdle. Carla was happy to see him, and the girdle was ready. She showed it to him, and you could hardly see where the padding was. "Go try it on.", she said. He figured that she was going to tell him that, so he had worn panty hose under his slacks. It was still a struggle to get it up, but once up, he fastened the hook and eye fasteners, and pulled the zipper up. He felt his rear and hips, looked in the mirror, and liked the effect. He walked back out into the shop, and Carla said, "Well."

"Very nice. Very, very nice."

"It does looks good on you, and gives you hips. By the way, did I tell you that you have very nice legs?"

"No. But, thank you."

"The more you wear the girdle, the more you'll get use to it."

"Good. I'll wear it home."

"Do me one favor? Once your girl friend is back in town, stop in sometime when your dressed, and let me see."

"I sure will." With that Mike said goodbye, and headed home.

Masumi arrived a few days later, and Mike met her at the airport. And, it was like they had been separated two years, and not just two months. All the way home Masumi filled Mike in on what had happen at home. Once at the apartment, Mike picked up Masumi, and carried here across the threshold. "What was that all about?", she asked.

"There's an old custom. That a groom is to carry the bride across the threshold of their new home. I know were not married. But, I just had to do it."

"I love this custom.", she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.

Mike gave Masumi the cooks tour of the apartment, being sure to point out the unopened boxes. Masumi smiled, and said, "We'll get to those later." Over the next few days, they settled in the apartment, visited Mike's parents, and the Gordons. Everyone was very glad to see Masumi again. Mike's parents had about the same talk with them that Masumi's parents had.

One day, they were just back from grocery shopping, and carrying the bags in the door, when the phone rang. Masumi answered it, "Hello."

"Sachiko. What's wrong." That was the last thing that Mike could understand, as Masumi started talking very excitedly in Japanese. Faster than Mike could understand. She also started crying. Mike was worried that something had happened.

"Sam. What's wrong?", Mike asked.

"Sam! Masumi! What's wrong?", he asked again.

Sam said something to Sachiko, turned to Mike, and said, "I'm sorry honey. There is nothing wrong. I'm just so happy. You remember Jeremi, Sachiko's boyfriend? The one we called Jerry."

"Yes. Of course."

"He asked Sachiko to marry him. And, she said yes."

"That's great. Tell Sachiko that I said that's wonderful news. Have they set a date?"

Sam said some to Sachiko, and listened.

"No they haven't set a date. But, it probably won't be until next summer."

"That is just so great. Tell them both I said congratulations. And, you, please don't ever scare me like that again."

"I'm sorry, honey. I was just so excited for her."

Sam and Sachiko continued talking for a long time. Mike put all the groceries away, and started supper. Sam finally walked up behind him, and just hugged him. He turned around, and looked into her eyes, the only time he had seen her happier, was the first time that he had told her that he loved her. So, he told her again how much he loved her, and her face just lit up. They had supper, and Sam filled him in on all the details of the engagement, including Jeremi having to ask her father for her hand. Mike swallowed a little hard on this.

Later that evening, Sam said, "I think it's time we open those boxes."

The two of them went to the bedroom, and placed all the boxes on the bed. With two of them, it was easy to figure out what was in them, it was the wigs. They were carefully placed on the dressing table. They opened each box, all containing Mishelle's clothes, and placed its contents in its proper place, bras, panties, nylons, waist cincher, blouses, skirts, shorts, shoes, and the makeup box. That left three boxes, each of these had a kiss on it. Sam, said, "Open that one first.", pointing to one of the boxes. Mike opened it, and it was another waist cincher in black. But, it looked smaller than the other. He looked at Sam, and said, "This looks smaller."

"It is. I figured that once you really got use to the other one, we could start on that one."

He looked at her, and knew there was no use trying to talk her out of it. He placed it in the drawer with the other one. She then said, handing him another box, "Open this one next." He opened it, and pulled out the sexiest, silkiest, little black dress that he had ever seen. She added, "That's a present from my mother. And, you'll need the black waist cincher to wear it."

"She bought this for me?"

"Yes. I told you that she liked you very much. And, after you left, we had a long talk about crossdressers. She understands you very well."

"Wow! But, where can I wear this?"

"We'll find some place. Now open this one."

Mike opened the last box. And, in it were a pair of black heels with ankle straps, that looked like they went along with the dress. He said, "I guess these are from your dad?"

"No. He doesn't know about you. Yet. Those are from Sachiko."

"Your family is just too much. I love you, and I love them."

"I know. I love you too. And, they have also come to love you."

With school starting on Monday, Masumi wanted to go out with Mishelle on Saturday night. So, on Saturday afternoon it was off to the bedroom to transform Mike into Mishelle. Mike pulled on a pair of pantyhose, and then went into his chest of drawers, took out the panty girdle, and started to put it on.

"Something new lover?", Masumi said.

"Sort of.", Mike said, and he told her the story behind the panty girdle.

"Put it on and lets see."

Mike pulled the panty girdle on, fastened the hook and eyes, and zipped it up. He then looked at Masumi.

"Looks tight. But, you've got hips and a butt.", she said.

"It's tight, but not as tight as the waist cincher.", he said as he reached in his chest of drawers again, pulling out the waist cincher, and offering it to Masumi. She wrapped it around him, and tightened it a little tighter than she ever had before.

"A little tight, sweet heart."

"Got to get you down, so that you can wear that little black dress.", she said with a smile.

He sighed a little. And, put on a bra with the forms. Again, looking in the mirror, he thought, 'Looking more and more like a girl.' Then he smiled. "Do my makeup for me."

"Sure. But, we have to start lessons soon."

He sat down, put on a wig cap, and she did his makeup. He then went and put on his knee length gray skirt, and an off the shoulder cranberry sweeter. This was a real sharp outfit, that he had before he met Masumi, and he really loved it. This was the first time that she had seen it, and she also loved it. He then got the blond wig, carefully positioned it over the wig cap, and pinned it in place. A few passes with a brush, and it was perfect. Next he pulled the wedding bands and engagement rings out of the makeup box, and slipped them on his left ring finger. Taking the other set, he placed them on Masumi's finger, and she smiled at him.

He asked her, "Do you mind if we don't go to a movie tonight? There is something that I'd like to do."

"No, honey. That's fine. What do you want to do."

"I promised Carla, the woman that did the girdle, that I'd stop by the shop, with you sometime, when I was dressed."

"That would be great. Maybe we can find an engagement present there."

"It's about an hour west of here. And, we'll stop for dinner on the way."

He put on his Mary Janes, and they were out the door. They stopped at a very upscale restaurant, and were treated just as they should have been, like two ladies. They finished the drive to Carla's shop, and parked in front. There were a couple of shoppers inside, and Carla was busy with one of them. She smiled at them when they walked in, but there was no hint of recognition. They looked around until Carla was finished with the customer. She walked over to them, and said, "Is there anything that I can help you ladies with?"

Mishelle smiled at her, and said, "You told me to stop by sometime."

Carla looked at her, and her mouth dropped open. "The padded panty girdle. Japanese girl friend.", she said looking at Masumi then back at Mishelle, "Mike. Right?"

"Yes. But, Mishelle right now.", Mishelle said with a grin.

"My god. Your gorgeous. I would have never know, except for your voice."

"See, honey. I told you that you were pretty. Now you have a second opinion.", Masumi said, with a smile.

Carla stood back to take a good look, and just shook her head. "I've seen a lot of crossdressers in here and at meetings. And, only one was as pretty and passable as you. And, that girdle really helps that skirt look good."

"Thank you again, for the complements and the girdle. And, this is my girlfriend, Masumi. Masumi, this is Carla." The girls shook hands, and said hello. "I can thank her for making me the girl that I am. She did my makeup."

"A great job, Masumi."

"I had a good canvas to work with."

"You know Mike, I mean Mishelle, if you could learn to change your voice, you could pass anywhere."

"I know. And, I'd like to be able to do that. But, I don't know how.", Mishelle said.

"There are ways. I know of a good speech pathologist that works with the transgendered community."

"How do I get in touch with them?"

"I'll give you a card with the information on it before you leave."

"Were also looking for an engagement present for Masumi's sister."

"I have some very nice things over there. Go take a look. I'll finish with this customer, and come back and help you." With that Carla, still shaking her head, walked over to the other customer. And, Mishelle and Masumi walked over to look at the gifts. They choose a very nice gift, that could be easily mailed to Japan, and went to the counter to pay Carla.

Carla took another good look at Mishelle, and said, "You know, now that I look close, there is something else that might give you away."

"What's that?"

"Your Adams Apple. Yours is small, but if you look close it's there. Now, I have something that would help conceal it."

Mishelle looked closely in a mirror that was sitting on the counter, and said, "You know, your right. What do you have?"

"Chokers. They go around the neck and right over where the Adams Apple is. Go look over there, and try one."

Mishelle and Masumi went over to a display case that held chokers, and looked them over. Masumi looked at Mishelle's neck, and said, "She's right, I can see your Adams Apple. And, some of these chokers are very pretty. Lets get you one."

They looked at a few, and finally picked one that was a dark blue velvet ribbon, with a small cameo on it. Masumi fastened it around Mishelle's neck, and they both looked at it in the mirror. Masumi said, "That looks sharp, and it does hide your Adams Apple."

Mishelle wore the choker back to the counter, Carla smiled, and said, "That's better, and that one is very pretty. Now, if you can soften your voice, there's no place you couldn't go."

"Thank you, Carla. We never noticed the Adams Apple before.", Masumi said.

They paid for their purchases, said their good byes to Carla, and headed home. On the way they talked over what Carla had told them about the speech pathologist, and Mishelle said that she would check out the speech pathologist's web page. The only thing that worried Masumi, was that any change to Mishelle's voice would be permanent. Mishelle assured her that if it was a permanent change, she wouldn't do it.

Classes started on Monday, and they both were taking a heavy class load. So, for the first couple of weeks the voice pathologist was all but forgotten. One thing Masumi didn't forget was her promise to work with Mike on improving on his limited Japanese. To help him, she tried to only speak to him in Japanese, but also was kind enough to help him when he had problems. So, over the next four months, his Japanese improved. In fact, it got so good that most of the conversations between them was in Japanese. Also, there were the makeup lessons. Mishelle was a quick learner.

After the second week of classes, there was a great need to relax on that weekend, and Masumi wanted to go out with Mishelle. So, on Saturday afternoon Mike, with help from Masumi, was transformed into Mishelle. They were going to the mall, then dinner, and a show. After dinner, Mishelle was freshening up her makeup at the table, when she found the card that Carla had given them in her purse. She looked at it, and handed it to Masumi, saying, "I had almost forgotten about this."

"Me, too. What do you think?"

"When we get home lets check out the web site. And, we can see what it's all about."

They enjoyed another chick flick, stopped for a light desert, and headed home. Masumi headed for the computer, sat down, turned it on, and Mishelle sat down next to her. She typed in the URL of the web site, and in a few seconds the web page was up. It was a web page of a Linda McMurphy who was a speech pathologist. It explained all her services, and gave a list of her qualifications. There was no mention of voice training for crossdressers, but there was a link called, "other". They took that, and sure enough it was a page explaining her services to the transgendered community. Masumi smiled, when she read that is was possible to train the male crossdresser to soften his voice, and learn proper feminine phraseology. They talked over calling the speech pathologist, and decided that Mike would call her on Monday to find out what services she offered.

On Monday, Mike called the speech pathologist and talked with her for awhile, telling her what they were looking for. She told him that she thought that she could help, and he set up an appointment with her for the following Monday, when both he and Masumi could go. That night at dinner, they talked over what Mike had found out, and Masumi was excited at the possibilities.

The following Monday they went to see the speech pathologist, Linda McMurphy. She explained to them, that she could help him to soften his voice when he wanted to, and learn proper feminine phraseology. But, in some cases the softening took quite a while to prefect, and in some cases it never really worked. But, the only way to find out if it would work or not, was to try it. And, Mike would have to really work on what she showed him. She also explained, that the only way to obtain a 100% feminine voice was through surgery, and of course that would be permanent. They discussed everything for a little while, and decided to give it a try without surgery. So, they set up a few weekly appointments, beginning the next Monday, to get started.

The college semester went along very well, their grades were again very good. Mike had been very busy, what with classes, learning Japanese and makeup from Masumi, and the voice lessons. Plus, he got a part time job in the Psychology Department, helping to run various experiments. This would help them with some expenses, as well as save for something important.

He had been so busy, that he had almost forgotten about Masumi's birthday, which fell on the Friday of final exams week. So, Mike decided to do something special for her. His last final was on Thursday, and she had two on Friday. So, this gave him some time to prepare. After she left on Friday, he went grocery shopping, he was going to fix her favorite dinner. He also found a very nice small cake, just enough for the two of them. There was going to be a family birthday party at his parents on Sunday. Also, he went to a small shop that he knew of and purchased a special present.

When Masumi came home, and walked in the door, she could smell the food cooking. She walked into the kitchen to find Mike hard at work. She walked up behind him, and gave him a big hug. He turned around, kissed her, and told her to have a seat at the table while he finished cooking.

As they ate, they talked. Masumi said, "We need to talk about Sachiko's wedding, it's only a few months away."

"I know. I hope I can be there. But, I don't think my parents can pay for another trip."

"Don't worry, you'll be there."

"Your not going to ask your dad, are you?"

"Honey. Everyone, Sachiko, mom, dad, and Jeremi, want you there. They feel you're a part of the family. And, it's very important to me that you be there."

Mike sighed, and said, "Ok. It's no use arguing with you. I loose every time."

She kissed him, and said, "I'll need to leave right after school is out in May, to help with the final arrangements. And, you can come the week before the wedding."

"You mean I have to fly by myself again?", he said with a fake frown. She punched him in the shoulder.

He got up, got the cake, and lit the candles. And, sang happy birthday to her in Japanese. She blew out the candles, and kissed him again. After they finished the cake, he got up again, and came back with a small gift wrapped box. She opened it very carefully, and inside was a black velvet case. She opened that, and inside was a neckless, with a three diamond pendant. She said, "It gorgeous, but you shouldn't have."

"Yes I should have. I wanted something pretty, for a pretty girl. And, remember the instructions that you wrote for opening the wooden box that held my necklace? They said, 'My love, as with my heart, there are only three simple moves to open the box.' So, three diamonds."

"Thank you. I love you so much.", she said as she started to cry.

He held her, and said, "I love you very much, too."

They both cleaned up the dishes, and went and sat in the livingroom. Masumi said, "Can we do something?"

"Sure."

"I want you to be able to wear that little black dress when we're in Japan. There is someone that wants to see you in it."

"Who? Your mom?"

"Yes, mom. But, there is someone else. It's a secret."

"I guess it's no use me asking who. You won't tell me."

"Your right."

"Ok. I guess I'll have to let you strap me into that black waist cincher."

"Your so clairvoyant.", she said with a grin. Getting up, she took his hand, and led him to the bedroom. She continued, "Lets, put on your padded panty girdle, the waist cincher, and a bra with the forms. Then I can takes some measurements, and see what we have to do."

He sighed a little, but smiled at her. He couldn't help it, she was so cute. He stripped, pulled on a pair of panty hose, put on the panty girdle, a bra with forms, and handed her the black waist cincher. She wrapped it around him, fastened the busk, and walked around behind him. She began pulling on the laces, making it tighter and tighter. She got it down to where they could get the white waist cincher, and said, "This is where the work begins."

She had him raise his hands again, and take a deep breath. She tightened the laces. She had him take another deep breath, and tightened them a little more. Then she said, "That's tight enough for now. Are you ok?"

"I can hardly breath."

"You'll be fine. Let's see where we're at."

She went and got a cloth tape measure, and noted the measurements she took. "Hmm.", she said, "We have some work to do. You're waist is a 30. Top and bottom are good. The waist we need to work on."

"How much work?"

"Oh, about three or four inches."

"Three or four inches! We can't do that. I can breath now."

"Yes we can. You just need to wear this every day. Only for a few hours a day to start with, and then will build on that."

"I hope, who ever I'm doing this for will appreciate it."

"Do I count?", Masumi said, with a little pout, "I'm going to appreciate it. And, so will mom, and the other person."

"You know you count. And, I'll do it for you."

Between the end of fall semester and beginning of spring semester, they got Mike's waist down to 27 inches. They also tried the little black dress, they could get it zipped, but it stretched the fabric a little too much. But, Mishelle liked how she looked in it, so actually worked harder than Masumi wanted him to in able to fit into it.

Now, of course, these two continued to participate in their favorite pass time. Going out as two girl friends, at least once every weekend, if not more.

Spring semester was great. Mike was in the waist cincher, when he wasn't in class or working. He actually slept in it. Masumi didn't want to hurt him, so she actually slowed him down. But, two weeks before the end of the semester, she tightened the cincher, took a measurement, and smiled. It was 26 inches. She had Mike, put on the panty girdle, bra, and forms. Then she handed him the black dress. He slipped it over his head, and she zipped it up without trouble. He looked in the mirror, and grinned. She was also smiling.

During exam week, they started packing some of the things that Masumi would need back home, plus most of Mishelle's clothes, for shipping to Japan.

The Sunday after exams, Masumi was off to Japan. Their good bye was like any young couple that was in love. Some tears, some hugs, and a lot of kissing. Mikes parents, and the Gordons came to see Masumi off. And, Mrs. Gordon commented to Mike that this sure wasn't anything like the first time that Masumi had gone back to Japan. Mike said, "Yes. But, now we know that we will see each other very shortly. And, I want to thank you for everything."

"For everything?"

"Yes. If you hadn't sponsored her. We would have never met." And, Mike gave Mrs. Gordon a kiss on the cheek.

Mike would be leaving for Japan in two weeks, and he kept the cincher on as much as possible. They had worked out a way that he could loosen the ties, and then tighten them again. That way he wouldn't loose what he had gained. He was actually able to get it tighter than Masumi really wanted him to. There was also a couple of things he had to do before going to Japan.

Sachiko's wedding and much more.

Mikes flight arrived right on time, and he was met by Masumi and Sachiko. Their parents thought that they might want some time to talk. So, on the way back to the Matsushita home, Masumi and Sachiko filled him in on the plans for the wedding. And, when they pulled up in front of the main house instead of the guest house, Mike was a little confused. Masumi looked at him, smiled, and said, "You staying with me. In my room."

"Your parents..."

"I think they know about us. After all, we are sharing an apartment."

Sachiko giggled, and said, "They knew about you two before they even met Mike. Anyway, the guest house is going to be filled up, Jeremi, his parents, and both set of his grandparents are staying there."

The driver took the bags inside the house, and they were met by Masumi's parents. After some very warm greetings, Mrs. Matsushita commented to Mike, "It looks like you have lost some weight, Mike."

"Yes, m'am. Masumi has been a slave driver about me slimming down."

They laughed. Masumi helped Mike carry his bags to her room. He said, "I still can't believe that they are letting me stay in your room."

"My parents are very modern in most respects. And, I think that they understand our relationship better than we do. And, like I said, there's the apartment."

"I know. But, this makes me a little nervous."

"Bet I can make you even more nervous."

"I'm in trouble, aren't I?"

"Not really. Remember the other person that I wanted to see you in the little black dress?"

"Yes."

"Well, after dinner tonight, I want to put you in that little black dress and introduce Mishelle to my dad."

"No way!"

"Afraid?"

"Yes. What will he think?"

"Don't worry. Remember he's also a crossdresser. And, mom thinks that he will be fine with it. She is. Remember, she bought you that little black dress, and also wants to see you in it."

He sat there for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and said, "Ok."

She kissed him.

They unpacked his things, and he found that all of Mishelle's clothes were put away in drawers and on hangers. And, the two wigs, that they had sent, were sitting on Masumi's dresser. He put the male clothes that he had brought away. It didn't take a quarter of the room that Mishelle's clothes did.

Masumi looked a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?", Mike asked.

"Where is the black waist cincher?"

"Right here.", he said, patting his stomach.

"You wore it on the plane? For that whole flight?"

"Sure. I've gotten use to the crazy thing. And, besides, it's comfortable. I don't have it as tight as we usually make it, just comfortably tight."

"Your nuts."

"True. I love you, and that makes me completely nuts."

They tussled a little, and ended up in a clinch on her bed.

They had a nice dinner with the family, and then went for a walk in the garden. Mike was quieter than usual. "What's wrong, honey?", Masumi asked him.

"I'm getting very nervous about this."

"Don't be. Everything will be fine."

"If you say so. But, lets get it over with."

"Sure. Come on."

They headed back to Masumi's room. Mike undressed, also removing the waist cincher. He walked over to the one suitcase that they hadn't opened, and pulled out a black corset. Masumi said, "Looks like you visited Carla again."

"Sure did. I figured that I couldn't wear that little black dress with a white girdle. So, I went to Carla to see what she could suggest. By the way, she was impressed with what we've done to my waist. We talked over various options, and she suggested a corset with some padding added to the bottom. I tried one on, and she really tightened it up. She said that she could add the padding to the bottom to give the right hip measurement, and I could also get one that had a built in bra. I told her to go for it. And, this is it."

"And, you talked about me really getting into this. Lets see it on."

Mike slipped on a black thong, tuck his male equipment away, put on a pair of black nylons, undid the busk of the corset, wrapped it around himself, and fastened the busk. He slipped the breast forms into the built in bra, and adjusted them the way he wanted them. Then he attached the six garters to the nylons, and asked Masumi to tighten the laces. She seemed to enjoy tightening them as tight as she could. When she was done, she stood back, and looked a very female form.

"Wow.", she said, "That really gives you a great form."

"You like it?"

"Darn right. And, I have something else for you."

"What?"

"You can't wear that dress without a proper slip." She handed him a short black slip. He slipped it over his head, and the bottom hit just below the garter tabs. He then sat down to do his makeup. Masumi curled up on her bed to watch him, she just loved this. In about twenty minutes Mike had become Mishelle, complete with blond hair. Mishelle then retrieved the black dress from the closet, stepped into it, and Masumi zipped it up. And, last but not least, came the three inch black heels with ankle straps. Mishelle stood there for Masumi's approval. Masumi said, "If I didn't love you already, I'd fall in love with you now. You are gorgeous."

"Yea. And, your dad is going to think I'm a real nut case."

"No he won't. Now, stop thinking that way."

"Lets get this over with, before I back out."

Masumi took his hand and led him out of her room, down stairs, and to a room that Americans would call a den. Mr. and Mrs. Matsushita were sitting enjoying a drink with Sachiko, when Masumi said, "Mother, Father, Sachiko, I would like you to meet my special friend Mishelle." The three stood, and Mrs. Matsushita eyes got very big, her hand went to her mouth, and she even knew what was going on. Mr. Matsushita, being the gentleman that he is, bowed, and said, "Hajimemashite, Mishelle." (Authors note: Hajimemashite, is How do you do)

Mishelle bowed and replied, "Douzo yoroshiku, Mr. Matsushita." But, using Mike's voice, not Mishelle's. (Authors note: Douzo yoroshiku, is a formal 'Nice to meet you')

Mr. Matsushita slowly looked up, with a puzzled look on his face, and said, "Mike?"

Mishelle stood there with a nervous smile. Masumi, Sachiko, and Mrs. Matsushita, all laughed a little. And, Mrs. Matsushita said, "Yes, Haku, he's a crossdresser just like you. But, he just looks more like a girl than you do."

"My daughter has a boy friend that's a crossdresser. What next?"

"Daddy. He may be a crossdresser, but he's really all man. Remember your one too. And, it's something that you can't help. It's part of you.", Masumi said.

"Mishelle. Right?"

"Yes sir.", Mishelle said in perfect Japanese.

"Wait. You girls know about my crossdressing."

"Yes, dear.", Mrs. Matsushita said, "After I learned about Mike/Mishelle, I told the three of them about you. I made them promise to tell no one."

He frowned at his wife, looked at Mishelle, and said, "Come. Let's walk.", as he opened a door to the garden.

Mishelle looked at Masumi a little nervously, and then at Mrs. Matsushita. They looked at her, raised there eyebrows and shrugged their shoulders. Mishelle followed Mr. Matsushita out the door, and into the garden. The three girls watched them walk through the garden talking. As they headed back towards the house, they saw Mishelle take Mr. Matsushita's arm, and they were both smiling and talking, as they walked towards the house. They walked back through the door, and Masumi could tell that Mishelle was relaxed. The four of them sat in the den, had a drink, and chatted, as four women and a man would, for an hour or so. Masumi and Mishelle finally went for a walk in the garden, and sat in their favorite place.

Masumi said, "Father usually has the garden redesigned every couple of years or so, and I told him that if he ever changed this spot that I'd disown him."

"There you go, wrapping him around your little finger, again."

"What did the two of you talk about?"

"I'm not telling."

"Oh, come on. He's probably telling mom everything."

"I doubt it. I'll tell you this. You almost gave him a heart attack, when he figured out that I was really Mike. You should have really filled him in ahead of time."

"I wondered about that. But, mom said that it would be fine to surprise him. Guess not, huh?"

"Guess not. When he bowed and figured out who I really was, it was a real shock. But, we had a good talk, and understand each other. He did tell me, that neither you or I would probable ever see him dressed, as he is no where close to being passable. It's just his way of relaxing. He uses it to take away the stress of his job."

"I know. That's what mother told me. His job is so stressful, that he needs a way to relax, and crossdressing is a lot better than getting drunk every night. She also told me, that she couldn't get over how good you looked. I had told her that you made a very pretty girl, but it just took her breath away when she saw you."

They sat in the garden, Masumi all cuddled up with Mishelle, until a light rain began to fall. They went back into the house, everyone else had gone to bed. Masumi took Mishelle's hand, led her to her bedroom, and said, "Can I have Mike for the night?"

"You can have Mike any time you want him."

She helped him undress and remove the makeup. They spent the night as many lovers spend it...

The wedding was to be on Saturday, and as the day approached it became a mad house getting ready. One thing that was almost forgotten was a kimono for Mike. But, Mr. Matsushita came up with one at the last minute.

On Saturday, Mike started making mental notes as to what a Shinto wedding was like. Sachiko was wearing her mothers white wedding kimono, with an obi or sash, that Mike found out, had been give to her by Jeremi, and her headdress was also very ornate. The rest of the wedding party was also dressed in very fancy kimonos, and Masumi really looked nice in hers. There was traditional Japanese music, played by a six member group playing ancient instruments. The shrine had been setup in the garden, and the wedding party made a ritual entrance led by the Shinto Priest, and two Shrine Maidens. Sachiko and Jeremi sipped sacred sake, and made their vows to the gods and each other. The reception was also held in the garden, and there were about sixty guests.

After the reception, Masumi and Mike were finally able to get back together. With Masumi being part of the wedding party, it had kept them apart for most of the day. They wandered around the garden, as usual, and Mike commented on how beautiful she looked in her kimono. She kissed him, after he added that he wondered what she would look like in a white one.

The next morning everyone slept in, except Mike. He had been awake all night, just cuddling Masumi. He quietly got out of bed, dressed, and went out in the garden. He walked over to their favorite spot, and sat for awhile. Later he heard a little noise coming from the kitchen, and he headed back to the house. It was Mrs. Matsushita and the cook working on breakfast for everyone who had stayed the night, including the wedding couple. He offered to help, and Mrs. Matsushita put him to work. Awhile later Mr. Matsushita walked in, just as Mike was finishing, and poured himself a cup of tea. Mike walked over to Mrs. Matsushita, and asked, "Can I speak to you and Mr. Matsushita in private for a minute?"

She smiled knowingly at Mike, walked over to Mr. Matsushita, said something to him. He looked at Mike, they walked over to him, and Mr. Matsushita said, "Would you like to go into the garden?"

"That would be great.", Mike said, and followed them.

Mrs. Matsushita said, "You look very serious Mike. Is something wrong?"

"No, m'ma. It's that I've never done anything like this, and I'm nervous."

"What's on you mind Mike?", Mr. Matsushita asked.

"Well...", taking a deep breath, Mike said, "I think that you both know that I love Masumi very much. And, I should really be talking to Mr. Matsushita alone about this. But, I think the world of both of you, so I figured that I'd ask you together. I know that both of you know how Masumi and I feel about each other, and I would like to ask Masumi to be my wife. If I can have your permission?"

Mrs. Matsushita hugged Mike. But, Mr. Matsushita got a serious look, and said, "Young man. Marriage is a very serious thing..."

Mrs. Matsushita turned and looked at him, and said, "If you don't stop being an old stuffed shirt, and give him your permission without that long speech. I'll... I'll..."

Mr. Matsushita, stopped talking, smiled, and said, "Ok. Ok. I'll stop."

"Good. I didn't want to listen to that speech again. Well!"

"Mike. Actually, we wondered when this was going to happen. And, Mrs. Matsushita and I are more than happy to give you permission to ask Masumi to marry you."

Mike and Mr. Matsushita shook hands, and Mike hugged and kissed Mrs. Matsushita.

"Can we make the announcement at breakfast?", Mr. Matsushita asked.

"I'm going to go, and wake her up right now. And, if you see a ring on her finger, I would be pleased if you would make the announcement."

They shook hands and hugged again. Mike went up to Masumi's room, quietly walked into the room, and went to where he had hidden the ring. Taking the ring box, he walked over to the bed, sat down on the edge, and looked at her for a long while. Finally he bent over and kissed her. She stirred a little. He kissed her again, she opened her eyes a little, and said, "What time is it?"

"It's time to wake up sleepyhead. Breakfast is almost ready, and everyone is waiting on you."

"I want to sleep."

"Well, I guess that you don't want this either."

"What? Breakfast in bed, I hope."

"No. Something maybe a little bit better. Wake up and see."

She rolled over, looked at Mike, then at what he had in his hand, and sat bolt upright in bed. She slowly took the box from Mike, looked at Mike, and opened the box. He asked, "Masumi, will you marry me?"

Her arms wrapped around his neck, and their lips met in a deep kiss. Their kiss finally broke, and they just hugged. Mike finally whispered, "Well. Will you?" She whispered back, "Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes. Please put the ring on my finger."

"I can't with you wrapped around me."

She broke her hold on him, handed him the box, and he placed the ring on her finger, and kissed her again.

Looking at the ring, she asked, "Have you talked to my father."

"Yes. Actually both your mom and dad, just this morning."

"And?"

"They were both very happy, and gave their permission."

"Did dad give you his speech? "

"He started to. But, your mom put a stop to it. Come on, get dressed, breakfast is ready."

Masumi was slow to get dressed, as she kept stopping to look at the ring, and kiss Mike.

She was finally dressed, and they headed downstairs. As they walked in, hand in hand, Mrs. Matsushita looked questioningly at Mike, Mike smiled, and nodded yes. She leaned over, and whispered something to Mr. Matsushita, he looked up at his daughter, and smiled. Sachiko looked at her sister, and said, "Well, it's about time sleepyhead, and why do you look like the cat that swallowed the bird?" Mr. Matsushita hushed her, stood up, and said, "Everyone, I have an announcement to make. Mike has asked Masumi for her hand in marriage. Her mother and I have given our permission, and from the look on her face, she has said yes. And, Mike we would like you to call us chichi (father) and haha (mother) from now on." Before her father had a chance to finish, Sachiko jumped up, ran to her sister, and gave her a big hug and kiss. Then she gave Mike a big hug and kiss. Everyone else got up, and offered their congratulations. After breakfast, Mike whispered to Masumi, "We need to call my parents." They excused themselves, and went back to Masumi's room to make the call in privacy.

As they walked in the door, she turned, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. Broke the kiss, and said, "I love you so much."

"I love you, too."

"It's beautiful. How long have you had this?", she asked looking at the ring again.

"For a little while. I found it at that little jewelry store down the block from the apartment. I didn't have enough to buy it right away, so the jeweler was kind enough to put it lay-a-way for me. And, I picked it up just before my flight. I wanted to give it to you right after I arrived, but I decided to wait until after the wedding. I didn't want to take anything away from Sachiko's and Jeremi's special day."

"You are so sweet."

Mike sat down, and checked his watch to see what time it was back home. It was late, but Mike knew his parents would still be up, and he wanted to call and tell them. So, he dialed the phone, waited, and finally said, "Hello mom." "No, nothing is wrong." "Masumi and I have something that we want to tell you and dad. Can he get on the extension?" "Ok, we'll wait." "Yes, we had a great time. The Shinto wedding was very interesting. You there dad?" "Great. How would you guys like to see a Shinto wedding in person?" "No. Here in Japan." "Oh, maybe next summer." "Yes, I asked Masumi to marry me, and she said yes." "The Matsushitas' said the same thing." "Here say hello to your future daughter-in-law." He handed the phone to Masumi , and she had a nice long talk with her future in laws. Finally she said, "I love you too mom and dad. Here's Mike." Then she handed the phone back to Mike. "One last thing mom. Would you call the Gordons and tell them. I know Masumi would like that." "Love you guys, too. See you in a week or so. Bye."

"You should have heard them, when they figured out that I was talking about our wedding here next year. Maybe?"

"What do you mean, maybe! If I had my way, it would be tomorrow.", Masumi said.

Masumi spent the rest of the morning calling her friends and telling them. Mike, went back to the kitchen, and sat and talked with Mrs. Matsushita. It was like Mike had lived there his whole life, he was treated as a member of the family. Masumi finally came down, just before Sachiko and Jeremi were going to leave on their honeymoon to Australia.

After the newly weds had left, Masumi took Mike's hand, and led him to their favorite spot in the garden. She sat, and he sat next to her. Taking both of his hands in hers, and looking him in the eyes, she said, "Honey, while I was telling my friends, I was also thinking. And, I came to realize, that I never wanted to be separated from you again for any length of time."

"I know. I feel the same way."

"Either, I want to come back to the States with you when you go back. Or, I want you to stay here until it's time for us to go back to school, and we'll go back together."

"Your serious about this, aren't you?"

"Very serious."

"What would your parents say?"

"I know they want me to stay here until just before school starts. Because, they now know, that after next summer I'll be with you as your wife, and living where you do. So, talking them into letting me go back with you in a week or so would be hard. Even though I'm old enough to make my own decisions, I don't want to go against my parents wishes."

"So, your saying..."

"Yes, I would really love it if you would spend the summer here. We could see more of the country."

"I was going back to the psychology department when I got back. But, I could put that off until school starts. And, I don't think my parents would mind. I guess it's all up to your mom and dad."

"We can talk to them after supper tonight, it will only be the four of us."

"Ok. But, you bring it up."

Masumi cuddled up with Mike, and they just sat there together for awhile.

That evening after supper, the four of them were sitting and enjoying a cup of tea. And, Masumi said, "Mom. Dad. We have something we want to talk to you about. I don't ever want to be separated from Mike for any length of time again. And, I know that you don't want me to go back to the States much before school starts. We've talked about this, and Mike is willing to stay in Japan until school starts. But, we wanted to talk with you before we made a final decision."

"Daughter," Mr. Matsushita started, "we love you and Mike very much. Your happiness is very important to us, and we know you are the happiest when you are with Mike. If it will make you happy, Mike is more than welcome to spend the summer here. I think he wants to learn more about our country anyway, and it wouldn't hurt you to learn more also."

Mrs. Matsushita added, "The two of you are special to us. And, we really want happiness for both of you. And, we know how Masumi is when Mike isn't around. So, I agree completely, Mike is very welcome to spend the summer."

Masumi got up and gave both her parents a kiss, Mike shook Mr. Matsushita's hand, and kissed Mrs. Matsushita on the cheek. Masumi then hugged Mike. The next morning Mike called his parents and explained what was going on. They understood completely, and gave their blessing.

During the next few days, they made plans as to what they would like to do, and talked it over with her parents. Mike wanted to see the southern part of Japan, and Masumi agreed. So, plans were set in motion for them to travel the southern part of Japan for two weeks. But, before they left, Masumi had a surprise for Mike.

Late one afternoon, Masumi told Mike that she wanted to go out with Mishelle, but they needed to leave right after dinner, so Michelle would need to come to dinner. Mike was a little apprehensive, but Masumi assured him that it would be fine. And, as usual Masumi was in her usual place, laying on the bed, watching Mike become Mishelle. Mike started with the padded panty girdle, white knee high nylons, sexy demi bra, and waist cincher.

He went a little heavier than normal with his makeup, as it was going to be an evening out, and Masumi asked him to. They had learned a trick to give a good arch to his eyebrows. After putting on his wig cap, he used two pieces of surgical tape, that were attached just above where he wanted the arch and run over the wig cap, to create the type of arch he wanted. He used his good moisturizer, and while that dried, he did his nails. A good foundation, was followed by his eye makeup. He did his eyes in a smoky cat eye look that gave him a sexy kitten look. A very nice shade of lipstick followed, with a contrasting lip liner. The blond wig was next, and the look was that of a sex kitten. He was worried that it was too much, but Masumi was very happy with it.

Next came the clothes. Masumi got up, went into the closet, and came back with the dark red pleated plaid skirt, and white blouse. He looked at her, and said, "Are you sure?"

"For tonight yes. Do you want to go a little more subdued for dinner."

"With your parents. I think so."

"Alright. Lets go with the blouse, a pair of jeans, and your sandals."

"That'll be better."

Mishelle got dressed and they walked down for dinner. This was the second time that Masumi's parents had seen Mishelle, and they still couldn't get over how good Mike looked when dressed as Mishelle. And, they treated her just like they would treat Mike. After dinner they went back to Masumi's room, and Mishelle put on the little red pleated plaid skirt, that hit him mid thigh, and her Mary Janes. Masumi also changed, into some very sexy clothes. Mishelle asked, "Who are you trying to impress, sexy?"

"You, my love. No one else."

"You did that a long time ago."

"We had better get going, before we don't make it out of this room."

"Were are we going?"

"It's a surprise. And, you won't need the rings tonight."

They were off to a town about a half an hour south of the Matsushita home. They drove around a little until they found what Masumi was looking for, and she found a place to park. They walked halfway down the block to a gay/lesbian club, that every once in awhile had a night for crossdressers. And, tonight was that night. There was a short line to get in, so the girls waited their turn. When they finally got in the door, the bouncer, who was checking ID's and collecting the cover charge, was the biggest girl that Mishelle had ever seen. She could have been a pro football player. She told the girls that only crossdressers and their significant other could be admitted tonight. The girls looked at each other, and asked what the problem was. The bouncer again said, that only crossdressers and a significant other companion could be admitted. The girls smiled, and Mishelle took her passport out of her purse, and showed it to the bouncer. She looked at the passport photo, then at Mishelle, then at the passport photo, then at Mishelle. Mishelle, using Mike's voice, then said with a smile, "Yes, that's me in my male mode. And, I'll assure you that she is a real girl."

Shaking her head, the bouncer said, "Wow. Ladies, go right on in."

There were thirty to forty people in the club. Most were male to female crossdressers, but one or two were female to male. As Mishelle and Masumi walked to a table all eyes were on them as Mishelle was the only non-Asian in the club. The waitress came over and took their drink order, a disk jockey was playing records, and a few couples were dancing. It wasn't long before a couple girls came over and introduced themselves, as Mika and Takara. And, Masumi invited them to join them.

Mika and Takara weren't bad looking as girls. They explained that they were the founders of the crossdressing evening at the club, and wanted to welcome the girls. They also said, that the bouncer had told them about the American girl, and that she just couldn't believe that she was really a guy. Masumi assured them that Mishelle was 100% male. They also told Mika and Takara that they were celebrating their engagement. And, Mika and Takara bought the couple the next round of drinks. They talked awhile longer. Then one of the female to male crossdressers came over, and asked Mishelle to dance. Mishelle looked a little nervously at Masumi. Masumi smiled at her, and said, "Go ahead, as long as you save one for me." Mishelle danced with him, and learned his name was Shiro. It was a little hard for Mishelle to get use to following, instead of leading, but eventually got the hang of it. The word got around that Mishelle was truly a crossdresser, and spoke fluent Japanese. And, it wasn't long before Mishelle had a number of other offers to dance, from both girls and guys. Masumi did get her dance with Mishelle. As they were leaving, they told Mika and Takara that they had a really good time, and would try and get back to the club before they went back to America.

On the way home, Masumi said, "Well, lover, did you have fun."

"Yes. I was a little uneasy with that first dance, especially feeling Shiro's male equipment. But, everyone was just great. How did you find out about this place?"

"One of Sachiko's friends told her about it. She's a lesbian, and she goes to this club on a regular basis. They were just talking one day, the subject of the club came up, and the crossdressing night followed naturally. So, Sachiko told me about it, and it sounded like fun."

"It was fun."

The next weekend, the two were off for two weeks in southern Japan, starting with Okinawa. Masumi had only read about a number of the things that they saw, but seeing them in person brought Japanese history to life for her. Mishelle, of course, went along, and actually spent a couple of days fully dressed. Those days were fun for both of them, and a real eye opener as to Mishelle's feminine side.

One morning, a few of days after they were back, Mike rolled over in bed, to cuddle with Masumi, and she wasn't there. He sat up in bed, looked around, and no Masumi. The light wasn't on in the bathroom, so she wasn't there. He looked at the clock, and it was only five. He got up, and noticed that her robe was missing. Looking out the window, in the early morning light, he could make out a figure sitting in the garden at their favorite spot. He quickly dressed, and made his way to the garden. He stopped, and watched her for a few minutes. She was quietly crying. He sat next to her. She turned, and looked at him, with tears running down her cheeks. He cuddled her close, and just held her for awhile. Finally he asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Then why the tears? And, how long have you been sitting here?"

"About an hour. I couldn't sleep."

"Just like me, when I asked you parents permission to marry you."

The tears started again.

"What did I say?", asked Mike.

"Nothing. It's... It's just..." More tears.

"Honey. What is it?"

"It's that I just want to go back to America as Mrs. Gifford."

He hugged her, and said, "Honey, I know. I'd love that too. But, I don't know if it's possible."

"We could elope."

"That wouldn't be fair to our parents. They aren't standing in our way. In fact, I know they support us completely. We just haven't set a date, and we need to give everyone time."

"I know, it's not fair. But, can't we do something?"

Just then they heard footsteps coming towards them from the house. It was Masumi's mother. As she got close to them, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing mother.", Masumi said, trying to hide her tears.

"Daughter. I know you better. Besides, you have been crying."

Mike said, "Masumi, tell her what your feeling."

Mrs. Matsushita sat down between the two, and they had a long talk. When all was said, Mrs. Matsushita said, "I think we need to have a family conference, and include Mike's parents."

The three headed back to the house, and Mr. Matsushita was there having a cup of tea. Mrs. Matsushita filled him in on everything that they had talked about in the garden. And, he agreed that they needed to have a talk, and include Mike's parents. The four of them went to separate phones, and Mike called home.

"Hi Mom." . . . "I'm fine." . . . "But, we need to talk to you and dad about something, can you put him on the extension." . . . "Well it's important, and I want to wait until he's on the phone." . . . "Hi, dad. No everything is fine. It's that we need to talk to you and mom about something." . . . "Yes. Masumi, and her parents are also on the line, so there are six of us on this call."

After all the hellos were done. Mike explained what had happened that morning, and continued with, "Yes, I know it's very short notice." . . . "We had a long talk about it this morning, and the only thing that would stop us, is if you guys couldn't be here." . . . "We thought the Saturday of the weekend two weeks before school starts." . . . "Are your passports up to date?" . . . "Great." . . . "Ok, see what you can do, and let me know as soon as you can." . . . "No, I would really like Paul and Ruth to be here, too." . . . "Yes, I know it would interrupt their school. But, they could use it as a learning experience." . . . "We thought that we could do something special for everyone there when we got home." There was more discussion between the Giffords and the Matsushitas.

Two days later Mike received a call from his parents, and they were able to make the trip, as were his brother and sister. They would arrive on the Wednesday before the ceremony, and fly back with Mike and Masumi the weekend after the wedding.

The next couple of weeks were crazy with preparation for the ceremony. On the Wednesday before the ceremony, Mike and Masumi went to the airport to pick up Mike's parents. As the Giffords were walking off the plane, Masumi spotted three other familiar faces, it was the Gordons. Mike knew they were coming, but kept it as a surprise. And, it was a little crowed in the limo on the way back to the house, but Mike's brother and sister sat with the driver. Everyone was staying in the guest house, and were met there by the Matsushitas'. After everyone had a chance to settle in, and freshen up, they went to the house for dinner.

Mrs. Matsushita had made arraignments for formal kimonos for the four women, Mrs. Gifford, Mrs. Gordon, Ruth, and Jackie. And, traditional male kimonos for the three men, Mr. Gifford, Mr. Gordon, and Paul. Masumi was going to wear her mothers white wedding kimono, just like Sachiko had, and Mike and Sachiko had gone out earlier and purchased an obi for Mike to present to Masumi. Masumi wore a traditional headdress and makeup, and her hair was also done in a traditional manner. Mike didn't see her until the ceremony started, but when he did, he thought that she looked very pretty.

The wedding party was led up to the shrine, that was setup in garden just like Sachiko's was, by the Shinto Priest and two Shrine Maidens. The priest preformed the wedding ritual, followed by the couple performing the San-San-Kudo or ceremony of the Three-Times-Three Exchange of nuptial cups of sake. Then, Mike and Masumi exchanged wedding rings. Traditional Japanese music was provided by the same musical group that had performed as Sachiko's wedding.

After the ceremony, Masumi removed the white kimono and under it she had on a very pretty, and ornate, red and white kimono. The reception was also held in the garden, and there was about seventy people. The newly weds enjoyed all the attention that they received, and finally retired to Masumi's room. As Mike had done at the apartment, he picked Masumi up and carried her across threshold. The only words spoken that night by the newly weds were, "I love you Mrs. Gifford.", and "I love you Mr. Gifford."

On Sunday morning the newly weds slept in until Noon. And, by the time they came down, the men had gone to play golf, and the women had gone shopping. Masumi cooked up some lunch for them, and they decided, that since they would be heading back to the states next weekend, that this would be an ideal time to pack up Mishelle's things for shipping. And, by the time everyone was back, everything was packed and ready to ship. It also look like they weren't going to make it back to the club before they left.

Mr. Matsushita took everyone out to supper, and to the theater Sunday night. The play was a traditional kabuki one. And, one of the things that the Giffords and Gordons learned about kabuki, was that there are no actresses in kabuki, all the female parts are played by male actors.

After the theater, they were walking to a local tea house, and Mrs. Gifford was walking with Mike and Masumi. And, they were just talking about the play, which everyone had found very interesting. When Mrs. Gifford whispered, "Mike, Mrs. Matsushita said you make a very pretty girl."

"Say what!", Mike said. Turning very red.

"She let it slip that you make a very pretty girl."

Mike didn't know what to say. He looked at Masumi, then at his mom. They slowed way down, and fell behind the others.

Mrs. Gifford continued, "It was while we were shopping, it was entirely by accident, and it was only her and I talking. We were sitting having something to drink, and were talking about the kabuki theater. And, she said that all the parts were played by men. And, it just slipped out that she had seen you dressed as, I guess it's Mishelle. We talked more about it, I told her that I knew that you liked to wear girls things. And, she told me how pretty you are, and that Masumi was very accepting of it."

"You knew that I liked girls things?"

"Yes. A son can't hide much from his mother. I found some of your things once. And, your sister complained a couple of times about things missing. So, it wasn't hard to put things together. And, when Mrs. Matsushita let it slip, I wasn't really surprised. But, I was surprised that she had seen you dressed, until she told me about Masumi acceptance of it. And, that you had gone out dressed."

"Does dad know?"

"No. And, he won't."

"How about Ruthie?"

"I don't think so. She's never said anything, but may have an idea. I really don't completely understand this, but I do understand that it's something that's just part of you. And, I'm very happy that you found someone that understands you as well as she does." She took Masumi's hand, squeezed it, and kissed her on the cheek. Then gave Mike a hug.

Masumi, hanging her head, said, "I'm sorry. I brought Mike out of the closet, so to say. Maybe I shouldn't have."

"No, honey. You saw something in him that no one else did. It is part of him, and it appears to make both of you happy. So, enjoy. And, maybe someday I might even like to meet Mishelle."

Masumi hugged Mrs. Gifford. And, they hurried to catch up with the others. When they did, Mr. Gifford said, "What was that all about?"

"Oh, just a mother, son, daughter-in-law, talk."

The flight home was uneventful. And, Mr. Matsushita had upgraded everyone to first class, so with the eight of them there was a slight party atmosphere. It was Mike and Masumi's senior year, and classes started shortly after they returned. Masumi had taken an extra class every semester, just so that they could graduate together.

After the fourth week of classes, the Gordons had made arraignments to hold a reception for the newly weds. It was going to be held in their backyard, just like Masumi's welcoming party a few short years ago. Masumi had brought her kimonos with her, and was wearing the red and white one with the wedding obi. She had spent a long time applying her makeup, which she did in the traditional Geisha style. And, she had also brought a wig from home, that was also done in the traditional style, and when she put that on, she became a very pretty Geisha. Mike couldn't get over just how pretty she was. Mike was wearing the same kimono that he had worn at the wedding. And, both wore the traditional tabi, split toed socks, and geta, wooden sandals with raised strips across the sole.

There were a lot of people at the reception, which was actually a big barbecue. There were two surprises for the couple. Mike's parents had found a group of Japanese musicians that played traditional music. And, Mr. and Mrs. Matsushita, Sachiko, and Jeremi had flown in. When the couple walked in, it was to a very nice round of applause, and Masumi received many complements on her kimono and makeup. They spent the afternoon greeting everyone, and making small talk. Surprisingly, Cathy Rider was even there with her girlfriend. She, had come out as being a lesbian about six months earlier.

After the party, Mike and Masumi were on the way home. At a stop light, Mike looked at her, and said, "Calling you Sam right now, just doesn't fit. Your just too pretty to be called by a boys name. And, besides, I just love your name."

She looked at him, he couldn't see her blushing through all the makeup, and smiled.

As she was undressing and removing her makeup, Mike was sitting watching her. Just as she finished, she turned, and grinned at him.

"What are you thinking?", he asked.

She stood up, walked over to the bed, let her robe drop to the floor, and standing there completely naked, she bent down, kissed him, and said, "I'm just thinking of how you would look dressed as a Geisha."

He smiled, shook his head, reached up, grabbed her, pulled her down on the bed, kissed her, and...

One thing that Mike found changed when he got back to school, was a new Dean of the Psychology Department. It was a Dr. Ruth Halloran. He learned that she wasn't the typical stuffed shirt department head that a lot of college departments have. She insisted that everyone call her, Dr. Ruth. In fact, he found that they had missed a really fun party, that she had thrown on her appointment. Mike wasn't a psychology major, Masumi was, he was majoring in International Relations, but he enjoyed assisting with the experiments in the Psych department.

It wasn't long after their wedding reception at the Gordons, that Mike had a day with no classes, but Masumi did. He had finished all the chores around the apartment, and was sitting reading, and he was board with what he was reading. He started thinking about what Masumi had said, 'I'm just thinking of how you would look dressed as a Geisha.' He went to their bedroom, and looked at her kimonos. He was taken as to just how pretty the red and white one was. He took it out of the closet, felt how soft and sensual it was, and laid it on the bed. He then went to the dresser when Masumi had put all the other garments necessary to properly wear a kimono. He had watched her put it on for the party, but just shook his head, figuring that he'd never figure it out by himself. He really wanted to try it.

Masumi came home to Mishelle. Which brought a smile to her face. But, she saw that Mishelle was a little down. "What's wrong honey?", she asked.

"Oh, nothing."

"Nothing? I know better. The look on your face and the tone of your voice says something is wrong."

"It's nothing really."

"So, tell me what nothing is."

"I got to thinking about something that you said the night of the party."

"What?"

"Do you remember saying, 'I'm just thinking of how you would look dressed as a Geisha.'?"

"Sure."

"I got curious. I was going to dress in it, but I've only seen you put it on once. And, I looked at all the other stuff, and gave up."

"It's not that hard.", she said with a smile. "In fact, that's an idea."

"An idea?"

"Yea. Dr. Ruth is having a Halloween costume party. And, that may be the ideal costume for you."

Mishelle slowly got a big smile on her face.

"The only thing that we may have a problem with is making you look Japanese. We'll have to work on that."

"That would be fun. Think we can pull it off?"

"Sure. I think I know of a way to give your eyes a slant, and then with the heavy makeup... Yes, it should work. But, we're going to have a trial run."

"Sounds like fun to me."

That Saturday they headed over to a shop that deals costumes, theatrical makeup, etc. They wandered around, looking at various things, and Masumi spotted a costume that she thought she could wear to the party. She didn't say anything to Mike, she wanted it to be a surprise. They talked to one of the girls, told her what they want to do, and she knew just what they wanted. She took them to a display that had eye-tabs on it, and she showed them, in a booklet, how to obtain an oriental look. They took a couple sets of the eye-tabs, the booklet, and some clown white makeup. Masumi thought that she had everything else that they needed.

When they got home, they headed to the bedroom, Masumi started looking through her things, and set a number of items on the table. Mike put on one of his wig caps, and sat at their dressing table. Masumi took the booklet, and read again on how to use the eye-tabs. It showed how Shirley MacLaine was made up for the part of Yoko Mori in the film My Geisha. And, Masumi was going to try and follow it, at least to get the oriental look, she knew how to do the Geisha makeup.

She carefully applied one end of a eye-tabs just behind and just above the corner of Mike's right eye. She then pulled it slightly upwards and over the top of the wig cap, lifting the corner of his eye up, and attached the other end to the wig cap. She looked at it carefully, and readjusted it a little. She then did the left eye. And, stood back to get a good look.

Mike said, "Well?"

"Take a look."

He turned around and looked in the mirror, and said, "It looks good. But, it's a little uncomfortable."

"Get use to it lover. It's what we have to do to get you looking like a Geisha."

"You're the boss."

"You know it. Turn back around, and lets try some makeup."

He spun back around, and she kissed him.

She then thinned his eyebrows a little, and used some additional tabs to lift them. Then she started with the clown white, and covered his face, being sure to leave a line of bare skin around where the wig would be. She then outlined his eyes in heavy black, and worked it to give them a more oriental look. Then she did his eyebrows in black. The crowning touch was the bright red lipstick right in the center of his lips, this was done to emphasize delicacy, femininity, and the desired miniature effect. She stood back, looked, and smiled a little. As she walked to her closet, as she told him to not look. She was back quickly with her Geisha wig. She had to adjust it to fit his head, but it did. She reworked it a little to hide the eye-tabs, and other tape. Again, she stood back, and looked at it with a critical eye. And, again she smiled, and told Mike to have a look.

Mike turned and looked in the mirror. There looking at him was a Geisha. Masumi had done, what he thought was, a good job. And, said, "It really looks great, babe."

"It's ok. It still needs some work."

"You too much of a perfectionist."

"Only the best for you, love. Want to try the kimono?"

"You have to ask."

"And, it's not as hard as you think. And, you can learn some new words, too. First it's best if you put on the white tabi socks. If you don't, and your dressing yourself, it could be hard to do once you have the kimono and belts on. Then comes the slips or juban, and the white collar, called an eri-sugata. Now, when you put the kimono on, be sure that the seam is centered in the back. And, always overlap the left over the right side."

So, Mike started by putting on the socks, and Masumi helped him with the slips and collar. She went to the closet, and came back with her red and white kimono, and helped him slip it on. He forgot and crossed right over left.

She stomped her foot, and said, "No. It's left over right, unless your dead."

He changed it quickly. And, said, "It's too long."

"No. Will take care of that with the obi."

She carefully adjusted the collar, and the kimono. She then said, "Now the obi. Actually there are two of them for this kimono. First we need to adjust the kimono until it's just at you ankles." She carefully folded the material until it fell right at his ankles. And, told him to hold it there while she wrapped the koshi-himo belt just below the excess fabric. "This belt starts in the front, wraps around the back, and is tied in the front." After she tied the belt, she fussed around, so the fabric fell just right, and then folded the excess kimono material down over the belt. "And, finally we wrap the date-jime belt around you, covering the koshi-himo, and tie it in front. See that wasn't bad, was it?"

"Not really. Can I see?"

"Not until your wearing the geta sandals." She walked back to the closed, and came back with a pair of getas. She set them on the floor, and he slipped his feet into them.

"Can I see now?"

"Take a look."

He turned and looked in the full length mirror. He just stared.

"Well?", she finally asked.

"I love the look. You did a fantastic job!"

"Like I said, it still needs some work. But, between now and the party we'll get it."

He did look like a Geisha. But, it looked a little too faked for Masumi's liking. When Mike was Mishelle, he looked like a girl, but right now something just wasn't right.

"You know.", she continued, "We can call you Mishelle when you look like an western girl. We need a Japanese name for you. Any ideas?"

"Well, since I'm really Mike, and you and your sister named my female side Mishelle, it should probably start with an M. How about Midori, or Michi, or Mayuko, or the best one Masumi?"

"You can't have my name, silly. I like Midori, but I also like Miyuki."

"Hmm, Midori or Miyuki? Midori or Miyuki?"

"You get to pick this one."

"I really do like Miyuki."

"Douzo yoroshiku, Miyuki." (Nice to meet you, Miyuki.)

"Douzo yoroshiku, Masumi. Aishiteru wa." (Nice to meet you, Masumi. I love you.)

"I love you too."

Masumi took a few digital pictures of Miyuki, so that she could try and figure out what need to be done to make Miyuki look better. She was pretty, just like Mishelle was, but something was just not right.

Halloween

Over the next few weeks Masumi worked on Mike's Geisha look. But, she still wasn't happy. So, she e-mailed a copy of one of the photos to her sister, Sachiko, to see if she could spot the problem. It wasn't long before Sachiko e-mailed her back and said, look at the eyes, they are slanted too much, and the eye brows need to be thinner. Masumi studied the pictures some more, and finally had to agree with Sachiko. So, that night when she did Miyuki's makeup, she began to slowly thin his eyebrows, and adjusted the eye-tabs. That was it. Now, Miyuki looked like a proper Japanese Geisha.

Try as he might, Mike couldn't get Masumi to tell him who she was going to the party as. She knew he was a lover of the old time western movies and heros, and she was going as one of his favorites.

The party was on a Saturday night, and Masumi helped Mike transform into Miyuki. Though he didn't need much help, except with the makeup. And, by now she had his eyebrows as thin as a real girls. When Masumi was done, he was a proper Geisha. She made him go into the livingroom while she got ready. It was about half an hour later when she came into the room, Mike heard a jingling, and couldn't figure out what it was. He looked over to where she was standing, and smiled from ear to ear. There stood Masumi as one of his favorite western characters, the Lone Ranger. Spurs, and all. Perhaps a bit shorter than the original, but still the Lone Ranger. She said, with a real fake western drawl, "Ok pardner lets get these doggies moving."

"You are really something else. No wonder I love you so much. If I wouldn't ruin my makeup, I'd kiss you."

"You can do as much of that after we get back to the ranch, pardner."

They headed out the door, and into the car. Masumi was going to drive, as Miyuki couldn't drive wearing geta sandals. As they pulled out, they headed west, and Dr. Ruth lived north of them. Miyuki said, "Your going the wrong way."

"No. I'm going the right way."

"Dr. Ruth lives north of here."

"I know. But, where we're going first, is west of here."

"West of here... The only people that we know that live west of here are my parents. My parents!?"

"Uh huh."

"No. We can't go there."

"Yes we can. I've been talking to mom about the Halloween party, and what we're wearing. And, she wanted to see us."

"But, dad will be there, not to mention my brother and sister."

"By the time we get there, she'll have them all prepared."

"Oh man. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Would you have gone?"

"No way."

"Well that should answer your question."

Miyuki just looked out the window, as all the familiar landmarks went by. The closer they got, the more his stomach churned. He was mad at Masumi for pulling this stunt. Well, as mad as he could get at her, which wasn't much. As they turned down his parents street, he took a deep breath, and looked at Masumi.

"Almost there, lover.", Masumi said, with a smile that could melt butter.

"I know."

They pulled in the drive way, Masumi shut off the car, got out, went around to the passenger side, and opened the door. She offered her hand to Miyuki. Miyuki just sat there and looked at her.

"Come on love. Your mom knows that you crossdress, so she won't be too surprised. And, by now the rest of the family will know that your going to the party as a Geisha. And, they'll be interested in how you look."

Miyuki took Masumi's hand, and exited the car. Again, Miyuki took a deep breath, and started up the walk, his getas clicking on the concrete. He saw his mother looking out the window of the door, and the front porch light was on. As they walked up on the porch, the door opened, and there stood his family, along with his brothers girlfriend, Harlie. As they got close to the door, he could see the look of utter amazement on his mother's face. Not to mention his dad standing there with his mouth wide open. His brothers eyes were as big as saucers. And, the two girls, his sister and Harlie, were just grinning. Everyone just stood there, for a few moments, looking at each other.

His mother finally broke the silence, by says, "Don't just stand there. Come in." Miyuki removed her getas, and left them by the door. And, the five moved away from the threshold, and allowed Masumi and Miyuki to come in and close the door. Everyone migrated to the livingroom, where Miyuki became the center of attention. The two girls, felt the kimono, and commented about how soft and silky it felt. And, wanted to know about wearing it. His sister had worn one at the wedding, but not as elaborate as this one. His brother just couldn't say anything, which was unusual for him. His dad just looked at him, shaking his head. His mother joined the two girls in asking about the kimono.

Finally his mom, in front of everyone, said, "Masumi said that you were very pretty when you dressed, but I had no idea."

Miyuki looked at his mom in shock. Maybe he was the only one that caught the comment. But, maybe not, the room got a little quiet.

"Mom, can I talk to you?", Miyuki asked.

"Sure honey." And, he followed her into the kitchen. She turned and looked at him, and said, "Mrs. Matsushita just didn't do you justice, when she said you were pretty when you were dressed as a girl. You do make a very pretty girl."

"Thanks. I think. Mom, what did dad say when you told him that I was going to this party as a girl?"

"Well you know your father. He raised his left eyebrow, and said, 'As a girl huh. I bet he won't look good. But, it's Halloween.' And, let it go at that."

"It's going to be interesting to see what he tells you after we leave."

"I know. But, your brother is the one that really threw me, when he couldn't say anything. I figured that he would be all over you, like he normally is."

"Me too, Paul usually can't wait to put a dig in. And, it was almost worth it to see the look on his face. But, I'm really worried as to what dad is going to say. Especially after your comment."

"I'll handle your father. So, don't you worry about him."

"How much has Masumi told you?"

"Everything."

"Everything?"

"Yes. We had a nice long mother-in-law daughter-in-law talk a few weeks ago, and she told me everything about that first trip to Japan, and the shopping trip. And, then when you were introduced to Mr. Matsushita."

"And, you don't have a problem with this."

"No, honey. Like I told you when we were in Japan, I've kind of known about this side of you for a long time. And, if it makes you happy, then it makes me happy. And, it appears to make Masumi happy, and that's important also. We'd better get back to the others."

"Thanks mom. I really love you guys. Even Paul."

They walked back into the livingroom, and Mrs. Gifford said to Masumi, "We've all but ignored you, making such a fuss over Mike, I mean Miyuki. But, your costume is really great, too. And, knowing how Mike loves the old western movies, I bet he was surprised."

"Yes he was. And, thank you for the compliment. You know we had better get going, or we're going to be late for the party."

They said their goodbys to everyone. Mike's dad was a little cool towards him, and as Mike gave his mom a hug goodbys, he whispered, "Be sure and let me know what dad says." She whispered back, "I will."

Masumi and Miyuki were back in the car heading for the party, and Miyuki said, "I should really be mad at you for pulling that trick. But, I'm not. In fact, I'm glad you did it. It's going to be really interesting to hear what my dad tells my mom."

"I didn't think you'd be mad at me. I thought it would be fun, and it was. The look on your brothers face was priceless, and he just couldn't find the words to say anything."

"That was worth it."

"The two girls were also priceless. They both treated you like you were a girl. I mean, all the questions about the kimono. Now, your dad is another question. He was his old self when you and your mom went into the kitchen. Is your mom going to talk to him."

"Yes. And, she promised to tell me what happens."

"Your mom is a fantastic person. She knows about you, but was completely taken aback when she first saw you. What was the kitchen talk about?"

"To start with she told me about the mother-in-law daughter-in-law talk you two had about me. So, you told her about everything that happened while I was with you in Japan."

"Not everything. I didn't tell her about going to the club that time."

"Why not."

"I didn't think she'd like hearing how much her son enjoyed dancing with the female to male crossdresser."

"I enjoyed dancing with everyone."

"But, you should have seen you face when you were dancing with him.", she said with a big grin.

"I would have rather have been dancing with you. And, it didn't seem to bother you."

"It didn't. I just enjoyed watching you. You were having fun."

"So were you."

"Yes. Watching you."

They continued there friendly banter all the way to the party.

They arrived at the party, and went to park the car. But, the party was at a private party center, and had valet parking. The valet, noting two girls in the car, first opened the passenger side door, and helped Miyuki out of the car. And, then did the same for Masumi. The girls walked up to the door, and the doorman politely opened the door for them. Miyuki politely bowed to him in thanks.

As they walked into the room where the party was, Dr. Ruth, dressed as a very sexy Elvira, was standing greeting the guests. As Masumi and Miyuki walked up to her, she recognized Masumi, but not Miyuki. Dr. Ruth said, "Masumi, I just love your costume."

"You knew it was me.", Masumi said with a fake little pout.

"Honey. The Lone Ranger was a little taller than five foot. But, it's really a cute costume. Satin pants, shirt, and mask. And, that ten gallon hat is great. Did Mike come as Tonto?"

"No."

"Mike is here. Isn't he?"

"Yes he is.", Masumi said as she looked at Miyuki.

Miyuki bowed, and said, in a perfect feminine voice, "Douzo yoroshiku. Dr. Ruth."

Dr. Ruth looked at Miyuki, and said "Mike!"

"Not tonight, Dr. Ruth. Tonight it's Miyuki."

"No. It can't be. Masumi, tell me that this isn't really Mike."

"It's Mike.", Masumi said with a big grin.

"But, the voice, the look. I mean... You look too good."

"Thank you Dr. Ruth.", Miyuki said, "The voice is something that I've been able to do for a long time. The look is all thanks to Masumi."

"If you don't win best costume tonight, I want to know why. You two kids go and have fun. I'll see you later."

Miyuki and Masumi spent the night dancing, with each other and others, and just enjoying themselves. There was an unknown group of people, who chose the ten best costumes at the party. About an hour before the party was to end, the top ten were called up on the stage. Miyuki was one, as was a Gladiator, a very sexy witch, and seven others. The microphone was passed down from one contestant to the next, and they told who they really were. Miyuki was next to the last, and when she said, in Mike's voice, "Hi. I'm Mike Gifford." There were some smiles from a few of the sixty or so people in attendance who knew, but the look on most peoples faces was one of pure unbelieving awe. Dr. Ruth then went down the line, holding her hand over each of the ten contestants heads for an applause rating. The sexy witch's applause level was close to Miyuki, but Miyuki was a hands down winner.

For the rest of the party, many people came up to her, and asked lots questions. There were a number of guys that asked what it was like to wear women's clothes. In most cases, Miyuki with a smile, said, "Just try it." A number asked about the voice. She told them it was just something that she had always been able to do, change it to feminine at will. Most were just amazed that it was actually Mike.

As the party was breaking up, Dr. Ruth and her husband were saying good bye to everyone as they left. And, as people were still talking to them, Miyuki and Masumi were almost the last to leave. And, as they were leaving Dr. Ruth whispered to Miyuki, "Can I ask you something kind of personal?"

"I guess."

"Are you a transvestite?"

"Why do you ask?", Miyuki asked, glancing at Masumi.

"You were just too good. You emanate femininity. Your mannerisms. Your speech patterns. They are just too perfect for a guy dressing as a girl just for a party."

Miyuki again glanced at Masumi, and shyly said, "Yes. But, please don't tell anyone."

"I won't tell anyone. It will be our secret. And, thank you both for coming, you really helped make the party a success. Everyone will be talking about it for a long time."

Bowing as a proper Japanese girl would do, Miyuki said, "Arigatou gozaimasu, Dr. Ruth." (Thank you, Dr. Ruth)

The couple arrived home, happy, but tired. They had, had a good time. It took them a little while to remove Miyuki's makeup and return her to being Mike.

Masumi asked, "Did you have fun tonight lover?"

"I sure did. Did you?"

"Yes. It was a great party."

"Only one thing."

"What?"

"The stunt that you pulled, taking me to my parents."

"Are you mad at me?", she said with a little pout.

"Yes. And, I need to punish you for being so bad.", he said, as he wrestled her to the bed, and ...

Dinner at the Gifford's House

Sunday they were going to eat dinner this Mike's family. And, Mike was really worried about what his dad's reaction to last night was going to be. He was really nervous, because his mom hadn't called yet, and they had to leave soon. In fact he was so nervous, that he was pacing like a caged cat. Masumi finally got him to sit down, and to call his mom. He called, a little worried that his dad would answer, but his sister did. She told him, that she still couldn't get over how good he look as a Geisha. He half heartedly thanked her, and asked to talk to his mom.

"Hi mom"..."Oh we had a great time."... "Ah, did you talk to dad?"... "And."... "I see. So, he knows about everything. Oh great!"... "You think. We'll see."... "See you in a little bit. Bye."

Mike sunk down in the chair, and just shook his head.

Masumi asked, "What wrong?"

"After we left, mom had a long talk with dad about me. He was really surprised how good I looked. She told him a lot about what went on in Japan. She said, that he wasn't very happy about the whole thing. But, this morning, he seemed to have calmed down a bit."

The drive to the Gifford's home was a very quiet one. Mike wasn't sure what was going to happen, and if he really wanted to be there when it did. Masumi knew not to say much. As they pulled into the drive, Mike took a deep breath, and got out of the car. He and Masumi walked up to the back door, and into the house. His mom was in the kitchen, cooking, and said that dinner was almost ready. Masumi and Mike helped her put the plates of food on the table. And, Mrs. Gifford called everyone else to dinner. The greetings were the normal pleasant ones, but Mike could feel a little tenseness with his dad.

Dinner itself was pleasant. Even Paul was nice to his brother. After dinner, Masumi and Ruth helped Mrs. Gifford clear the table, and bring desert in. As they were sitting eating desert, Mr. Gifford said, "Mike, I thought your costume last night was very interesting. Then your mother and I had a long talk about you, and I wasn't very happy about what I heard. Do you want to explain? Do you want your brother and sister to leave?"

"I'll try and explain. And, no they are a part of this family, and need to hear this too. What you saw last night was fun, fun for me, and fun for Masumi. Yes, I enjoy dressing and presenting like a girl. It's part of me, and I can't help it."

"So, you want to be a girl."

"No, sir. I don't want to be a girl. I don't want a sex change operation. I just enjoy wearing the clothes, and presenting as a girl."

"How long has this been going on?"

"For about as long as I can remember. I use to wear mom's and Ruth's things when I was home. And when I went off to college, I bought my own things."

"You wore your mom's and sister's things. And, they didn't know."

"Mom told me that she did. But, I don't think Ruth did." Ruth shook her head no.

"But, a man wearing girls clothes, and looking like a girl just isn't normal."

"Dad, they are just clothes. Look at Ruth, she has on men's jeans and shirt. And, no one thinks anything about it. True, she isn't trying to present as a guy. But, there are girls out there that do. I feel very comfortable when I dress. It allows me to relax. I could be on drugs, or drink. And, crossdressing hurts no one. I agree being able to pass as a girl goes farther than just wearing the clothes. But, it's just another part of it that we enjoy."

"Dad,", Masumi broke in, "Mike is a very loving person. And, being a crossdresser is just a small part of him. When he told me that he liked girls clothes, I took it as being just a part of him. And, since I love him, all of him, I love that part also. I love it when he dresses, I have another girlfriend. And, I've also enjoyed bring that part of him out. A lot of this is my fault, I took him shopping in Japan, I taught him how to do his makeup, and took him out for the first time. I've encouraged him to express his feminine side. And, if this upsets you, I'm so very sorry." And, the tears started to flow down her cheeks. Mike held her.

"Daddy,", Ruth said, "I think it's cool that Mike has a feminine side. I kind of wish Paul did, then he would be so mean to me."

"Well Paul," Mr. Gifford said, "do you have anything to add?"

"No sir. I'm staying out of this."

"I do." said Mrs. Gifford, "As I told you, I knew along time ago that Mike had a softer side, and was using some of my clothes. I love these kids very much. And, I see nothing wrong with Mike dressing like he wants to. Masumi, who's with him for better or worse, doesn't have a problem with it. So, we shouldn't. If he likes going out as a girl, and it's not hurting anyone, so be it."

"How many people know you dress like a girl?", Mr. Gifford asked.

"There's you guys, the Matsushitas, Harlie, but I think she saw it as a Halloween costume, and Dr. Ruth."

"Dr. Ruth. Dr. Ruth Halloran from the college?"

"Yes."

"Great. Now it's going to be all over campus."

"Why do you think that. She's not going to say anything to anyone. There's no reason for her to."

"We'll see. It looks like I got out voted in this matter. I don't really like it, but I guess I can live with it, as long as I don't see you dressed. Masumi, I'm very sorry that I made you cry."

"That's alright dad. I'm just very sensitive to things that effect Mike.", Masumi said.

"No it's not alright.", Mrs Gifford said, "Honey, come with me, and well get you cleaned up."

Mrs. Gifford and Masumi left the dinning room.

Mr. Gifford looked at Paul and Ruth, and said, "This goes no farther than this room. Understood?"

"Yes sir.", Ruth and Paul said together.

Mike got up, and followed his mom and Masumi to the first floor half bath. His mom was wiping her face, and comforting him. Mike said, "Honey, are you ok?"

"Yes. I'm just so sorry that I started this whole thing. And, now your dad is upset."

"Don't be sorry. You didn't start this. I did, many years ago. All you did was show me that it was really a big part of me, and that you loved that part of me. Don't worry about dad, he'll get over it."

"Kids, I have an idea. When you get ready to leave, go along with me."

"What are you going to do?", Mike asked.

"Something this family hasn't done for a long time, and needs to start doing again."

Mike looked at Masumi, and shrugged his shoulders.

The rest of the evening went fairly well. Everyone sat and watched the football game on TV, and chatted. Mike and his dad even exchanged some pleasant words. As Mike and Masumi were getting ready to leave, his mom stood up, and said, "Ok, everyone over here. We're going to restart an old family tradition, that we should have never stopped."

"Now what?", Mr. Gifford said.

Mrs. Gifford, glared at him a little, and said, "The family hug."

Mr. Gifford kind of looked at her a little funny. But, everyone wrapped there arms around who ever was on either side of them, and it was a big hug. Of course there was the usual good night kisses, and hugs. And, when Ruth was giving Masumi an individual hug, she whispered, "I think he looked very cute." Masumi gave Ruth an extra hug.

On the way home Mike and Masumi talked about the evening. She was so worried that things between Mike and his dad had become strained. Mike told her that his dad, who was standing next to him during the family hug, had actually given him an extra hug. And, not worry about it, as his mom was sure to talk to him some more. Masumi said, "You know. I've learned two customs from you, that I really love."

"What's that?"

"Tonight it was the family hug. And, the other was carrying the bride across the threshold."

Mike smiled at her.

After arriving home, Mike unlocked the apartment door, turned to Masumi, picked her up, and carried her across the threshold.

"Why did you do that?"

"Are you complaining?"

"No." She wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.

"I did it for two reasons. I'll always think of you as my bride. And, I love you."

She kissed him.

A Shopping Trip

The rest of the school term went along as normal, well almost normal. For the first time Masumi's grades were better than Mikes, not too much better, but better. And, Mishelle had been kind of absent. Both of these worried Masumi a little, along with a little depression that she had noticed in Mike. She knew Mike was the smarter of the two, his grades had always been just a little better. And, Mishelle not being around was not good for Mikes psyche. She had to do something. Late one morning, about two weeks before Christmas, she said, "Come on, get dressed. I want to go shopping."

"I am dressed."

"No your not. I want to go shopping with Mishelle."

He looked at her a little puzzled, and said, "Why Mishelle?"

"I miss her, and she needs to get out. And, I want to see the blond Mishelle when you come back out of the bedroom. And a skirt, no pants."

Mike grumbled a little, but got up, and went to the bedroom. She knew she had a little more than a half an hour before Mishelle came back, so she made a couple of phone calls. She was right, half an hour, and there was Mishelle. She looked ok, but not her usual self. It had been that way since that Sunday dinner at Mike's parents.

Masumi drove, and they headed downtown. She parked in front of an upscale beauty parlor. Mishelle looked at her a little puzzled, and said, "I thought we were going shopping?"

"We are. But, a trip to the beauty parlor always make a girl feel great."

"I know I'm passable. But, they'll know when they see the wig."

"I've already called. And, the manager is going to take care of you personally. So, not to worry."

They got out of the car, and walked into the shop, and were greeted by a very nice receptionist. Masumi told her that she had called earlier, and spoken to the manager. The receptionist checked her book, and said, "Oh yes. Erin said that you would be in. Please have a seat, and he'll be with you in a few minutes."

Mishelle whispered, "He?"

"Sure, there are a lot of male hairdressers."

A few minutes later a very nicely dressed young man walked into the reception area, looked at Masumi and Mishelle, and said, "Hello. My name is Erin. What can I do for you lovely ladies?"

Masumi said, "My friend, Mishelle, needs a complete make over."

"Well, come with me. And, we'll see what we can do."

They got up, followed Erin into the shop, and a private room. He had Mishelle remove her blouse, put on a smock, and sit in the chair. Then he preceded to look very closely at her face, and hair. He then said, "You have great bone structure. And, your makeup is very good, but I think we can do a few things to improve it. Your hair does need a little help. And, to be honest, I have a number of male clients, and you are the prettiest one." At that point a girl walked into the room, and Erin introduced her, "This is Anna, she's the wig stylist, and she does great work. I wanted her to see the wig on you, before she started."

Anna said, "Hi. The wig looks great, but I think I can make it fit your face a little better. Do you mind if I take a couple of pictures?"

"No. Go right ahead.", Mishelle said.

Anna took about half a dozen pictures with a digital camera. Then said, "Do you mind if I take the wig? I'll bring it back when I'm all done."

"Sure."

Anna carefully removed the wig, and Erin commented on the way Mishelle had her eyebrows taped. Anna walked out with the wig, and two other girls walked in. Erin introduced them, "This is Mary. She is going to give you a pedicure, and a manicure. And, this is Kathy. She is going to give you a full facial. And, do your makeup."

So, over the next couple of hours, Mishelle was treated to the full treatment. Pedicure, manicure, with acrylics, full facial, her eyebrows were thinned some more. Mishelle got into it, and just relaxed and enjoyed. After her facial, Kathy went to work on Mishelle's makeup. When Mary and Kathy were finished, Erin and Anna came back in with the wig. It looked gorgeous. They had added highlights, and cut it into a shag style, that would fall onto her shoulders. Erin carefully placed the wig back on Mishelle's head, styled it a little, and smiled. He looked at Masumi, who had been chatting with Mishelle, but taking this all in, and asked, "What do you think?"

"I've never seen her look so pretty."

"Thank you. We aim to please." He slowly turned Mishelle so that she could see. And, Masumi was right, Mishelle had never looked so good. Mishelle turned her head this way, and that, just to look at her face from every direction. She then turned to Masumi, and said, "You were right. A trip to the beauty parlor, always makes a girl feel great. Thank you."

"Your welcome, lover."

Erin asked, "We have an album of our clients. Do you mind if we take a couple of pictures of you?"

"No. Not at all.", Mishelle answered with a smile.

They went out to the reception area. Erin took a few pictures of Mishelle, while Masumi took care of the bill.

As they were walking out, Mishelle asked, "Ok. Where did the money come from for this? It had to be expensive."

"There you go complaining. Didn't it just make you feel just so good?"

"Yes. But..."

She put her finger on Mishelle's lips, and said, "No, buts lover. Just enjoy, and don't worry. I want my old Mishelle back. And, Miyuki wouldn't be bad either."

They got back in the car, and headed to one of the upscale malls in the area. The two of them turned heads and received smiles, from both men and women, as they walked through the mall. They spent a few hours clothes shopping, and Masumi found a couple of blouses she loved. She just really loved shopping with Mishelle, she had a great eye for style, and didn't pull any punches. If she didn't like it, she said so. It was getting close to dinner time, and they hadn't had lunch, and they were both getting hungry. The real upscale restaurant in the mall was the Firehouse, and Masumi had somehow gotten reservations. The maitre 'd checked his list, and showed the two ladies to a table, but someone, another girl, was already sitting there. As they walked up, Mishelle recognized her sister, Ruth. Mishelle looked a little puzzled at Masumi. And, Masumi said, as they were sitting down, "Surprise. I thought that Ruth just might liked to meet Mishelle. Was I right, Ruth?"

"Very much so. And, Mike, I mean Mishelle, what Masumi has said about you just doesn't do you justice. Miyuki was pretty, but you are just down right beautiful."

Just then someone else walked up behind Mishelle, bent over, and gave her a kiss on the cheek, with a "Hello, honey."

Mishelle jumped, and looked. It was her mom. "Mom, what are you doing here."

"Surprise again, lover.", Masumi said with a grin, "I thought that we should include your mom in our girls night out."

Her mom sat down next to her, took her hands in hers, looked her in the eyes, and whispered, loud enough for everyone at the table to hear, "Honey, your so pretty. Your father doesn't know what he's missing."

Mishelle looked quickly around the restaurant, and said, "He's not here. Is he?"

Everyone else laughed. And, her mom said, "No honey. No males at this party."

The four girls had a nice leisurely dinner together. And, talked for a long time like four old girl friends. Afterwards, they window shopped the mall, and stopped for a night cap at a bar in the mall. As they were sipping their drinks, the waitress came over, and said, "Those three guys over there want to know if you would like to join them." The girls looked over at the three, not bad looking, guys, three of the girls lifted there left hands, pointed to wedding and engagement rings, and shook their head no. The guys, lifted their glasses, smiled, and shrugged their shoulders.

The girls went back to their chatting, and Mrs. Gifford finally asked, "Mishelle, when did you start wearing a wedding ring set?"

Mishelle told her about the time that she and Masumi had been hit on in Japan, and how hard it was to get rid of the guys. And, how later Masumi had gotten the idea to get rings for both of them, so it wouldn't happen again. Everyone had a good chuckle over it, and Mrs Gifford said, "Daughter in law, that was a great idea."

After they finished their drinks, they were saying their good nights, Ruth was giving Mishelle a hug, and whispered, "You know sis. I wish you had been born a girl. It's tough being the only girl in a family. And, you do look fantastic."

"Thanks. Just remember you really have two big sisters now, Masumi and I. If you ever need anything, or someone to talk to, we're here for you."

Mrs. Gifford said to everyone, "You know girls. This has been so much fun, we need to do it again. And, we will! Often."

On the way home, Mishelle and Masumi were talking about how much fun the evening had been. And, they ended up stopped at a traffic light, Mishelle looked at Masumi, and said, "Sam. This was the best shopping trip that I've ever had. It's what I needed to get out of my blue funk. I love you so much." And, she reached over, and gave her a deep kiss. As they broke the kiss, Mishelle looked up, and a car load of teenaged girls had pulled up next to them. All were staring at them, one in disbelief, one with her mouth wide open, and two were smiling at them. Mishelle waved, smiled back, and said to Masumi, "Look too left, smile, and wave." Masumi looked, smiled, and waved. The girls started giggling, and drove off, almost through a red light. Our two girls, just shook their heads, and laughed. Masumi said, "I guess we shocked them a little bit."

"I doubt it. Kids these days have seen it all."

Separated

Christmas and New Years came and went. And, Spring semester started. It was the final semester of their undergraduate degrees. Both were going to go on for their Masters, and Masumi was already talking about her PhD. It would be hard on them, but as with anything that they did together, it was doable.

Part of the way through the semester, they both received letters from the university, giving them full ride scholarships for their Master degree work. This made both of them feel like a million dollars. Mishelle was around, as was Miyuki, and they had great fun going out as two Japanese girls. The rest of the term flew by, and their grades were good enough for both of them to graduate Magna Cum Laude. Mike's mom and dad gave them a graduation party, and the big surprise was that Masumi's parents, sister, and her husband were there. It was like a big family reunion, with good friends thrown in for good measure.

While they were working on their Masters, one of Mike's requirements, was that he had to intern with a governmental organization for a semester. This meant that he would have to be in Washington DC for about three months, and Masumi would have to remain at home to work on her Masters. It was going to be hard, they hadn't been separated since they were married. When the time came for Mike to leave, it was almost as bad as their separation the Summer after they had first met.

Mike would be living in a large apartment building just inside the Washington Belt Way. And, he had been lucky enough to get a single. Some of the others, that were there for internships, were living as many as four in a two bedroom apartment. He drove the eight hours from home to Washington, it was a lonely trip. As he was unpacking, he opened one suitcase, that he couldn't remember packing, and smiled. Masumi had packed a number of Mishelle's things. There was also a card, and she had written,

"A few years ago when we were separated, I wrote, 'My love, I have lost

my heart to you. You will be mine for always, and we will work out

everything, even though we are far apart. The item in the box swears my

undying love for you. Keep me in your dreams. I love you.'

"What I wrote then, is felt even deeper now. You are my dreams, my life.

This card also swears my undying love for you. When you become Mishelle,

as I know you will, keep me in you dreams.

"I love you.

"Sam"

He sat on the bed, and cried. Then, he picked up the telephone, and called her. They talked for a good hour. He admitted to Masumi, that becoming Mishelle without her around wasn't any fun. But, he also admitted that the urge would be there, along with the need to relax, and that she would be there in spirt, when he dressed.

As he unpacked Mishelle's suitcase, he found a gift wrapped package at the bottom. He opened it, and found a very pretty red nylon night gown, with some very pretty embroidery on it. That night Mishelle enjoyed a very restful sleep, with dreams of Masumi.

Over the next three months, Mike worked hard, called Masumi every chance he got, exchanged emails with her, and became Mishelle a number of times. The time went fairly quickly, but it was lonely without Masumi around. The last Friday that Mike was spending in DC, he was packing his things for the drive home on Saturday. And, there was a knock on the door. He walked over, opened it, and there stood Sam, with a very big smile on her face. Just like that time five years ago, they just looked at each other for the longest time, she finally jumped up wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Their lips met in a very deep kiss. When they finally broke, he said, "What are you doing here?"

"Your not happy to see me?", she said with the same fake little pout that she used five years ago..

"I'm very happy to see you! But, what are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to surprise you."

"No kidding. A wonderful surprise. But, why are you here?"

"I really missed you. And, thought that you might like company on the drive home."

"I would enjoy that more than you know."

She helped him finish packing. Then, he took her out to dinner, at a very nice restaurant that he had found. That night they spent a long time getting reacquainted.

Saturday morning they checked the apartment, to be sure they hadn't forgotten anything. And, hauled the suitcases down to the car, and started the eight hour trip home. As the were pulling out of the parking lot, Masumi said, "Let's not go straight home."

"Why?"

"There's no rush to get there. Besides, I want to see something out this way."

"Ok. Where do you want to go?"

"It's a secret."

"Well, if it's a secret. How am I going to know how to get there?"

"I have instructions for you. You just need to follow them."

"Ok. Ok. Where do I go?"

"Can you find I-95 north?"

"Sure."

"Ok. Do it, and I'll tell you from there."

They drove north about two and a half hours, until they came to the Hershey, Pennsylvania exit. And, Masumi said, "Here's where we get off." And, she continued to give him directions, until they pulled up in front of the Hotel Hershey. He looked at her, and said, "You've got be kidding. This place has got to be expensive."

"There you go, complaining again. Lover, just relax and enjoy."

The bell hop met them at the curb, and Masumi showed him what suitcases to take. A valet took the car to be parked. And, the couple walked into a very elegant hotel. Masumi walked over to the desk, checked them in, and the bell hop took them to their room. He set the luggage in the room, and Masumi thanked him with a very nice tip.

Mike just shook his head, this was more than a room, it was a suite. There was a bedroom, with a king size bed, a sitting room, and a bathroom with a large Jacuzzi tub. Mike said, "I can't believe this. A suite. A suite, with a sitting room, a bedroom, and a bathroom that's almost bigger than our apartment."

"Lover. Over the next two days, don't plan on seeing much of the sitting room. Plan on spending a long time getting reacquainted in the bedroom and the Jacuzzi.", she said, with a gleam in her eyes.

Kidding he said, "I thought we got reacquainted last night?"

"Lover. You don't make up for three months in one night."

She picked up the phone, dialed room service, and ordered them lunch. While they waited, they unpacked, and put their clothes away. In about fifteen minutes there was a knock at the door, Mike opened it, and the room service waiter rolled a cart in. Masumi gave him a nice tip, and they sat down to a nice lunch. After they were done, Mike rolled the cart out in the hall, turned around, and was attacked by Masumi. It wasn't long before she not only had his clothes off, but hers also. She took his hand, and lead him into the bathroom. As she closed the door, she said "Lets try out the Jacuzzi."

Quite a while later, she walked out of the bathroom, wrapping a terrycloth robe around herself, turned around looked at Mike, who was still in the Jacuzzi, and said, with a big grin, "Well, that made up for the first week. One down, and eleven to go."

As he sunk lower into the Jacuzzi, he said, "If we keep this up, I'm not going to be able to walk."

They really did leave the hotel. Later that afternoon, they went to downtown Hershey and walked the shops. Then that evening, they had dinner in the hotels restaurant, and took a walk around the grounds. They found a place to sit, somewhat like at her parents house, and just cuddled for awhile. Eventually they headed back to their room. They found the bed turned down, and four Hershey Kisses on the pillows. Masumi, looked at the Kisses, then at Mike, and said, "You'd better eat those, lover. Your going to need the energy tonight."

They slept in the next morning, recovering from the nights activity. Masumi was up first, and was sitting at the dresser brushing her hair, when Mike rolled over, and watched her. She saw him in the mirror, and said, "Good morning, lover."

"Good morning, babe. Did you sleep good?"

"Sure did. Did you?"

"Yep. You wore me out yesterday."

"Wore you out? I sure hope not. I still have a lot time to make up for."

He just smiled. Getting out of bed, he headed for the shower. After he got started, she joined him. It was a long shower.

They went down to the restaurant for lunch, and again walked around the grounds, admiring the golf course. They found the same bench, and sat for awhile. Finally Masumi said, "Think Mishelle would like to go out for dinner tonight?"

"Maybe. Where did you have in mind?"

"I saw a place downtown that looked interesting."

"Sounds good. Let's go find Mishelle."

They headed back to their room. Masumi pulled out Mishelle's suitcase, and placed it on the bed. She dug out the black corset, black nylons, black satin panty, black slip, breast forms, black wig, and the makeup case. Mike looked at her, and said, "Looks like were really getting dressed up?"

"You've got it lover. I even brought along that silky little black dress. You know, how about Miyuki tonight?"

"Can you do it?"

"I think we can. May take a little work. But, it'll be fun. Get changed, and then we'll start on the makeup."

Mike stripped, slipped on the black satin panty, and the nylons. Then he wrapped the corset around himself, fastened the busk, and slipped in the breast forms. Masumi then tightened the lacings, and fastened the nylons to the garter tabs. He then pulled a pair of shiny black three inch sling back shoes out of the case, and put them on.

It was then Masumi's turn. She got a towel from the bath, and wrapped it around his neck. She then took a good close look at his face, grabbed the tweezers, and went to work on his eyebrows. He had let them go, so she had some real work to do, and she grumbled at him a little bit about not taking care of his appearance like a girl should. She then throughly cleaned his face, to remove any oils. Had him put on his wig cap, and tuck all his hair under it. Then she carefully applied the eye tabs, to pull the corner of his eyes up, and give them an Oriental appearance. Added the tapes above his eyebrows, to give them a nice arch. Stood back, and took a long hard look. She smiled her approval.

Next came the moisturizer. Mike's face was nice, clear, and soft, and she didn't want to ruin his complexion. She then told him, "I want to try and change your skin tone to be closer to mine, more Oriental. So, I stopped at that costume shop, and picked up this foundation. It's supposed to change your skin tone, we'll see." She carefully applied the foundation, being sure to cover everything that would show, including his cleavage. She again stood back for a good look, and smiled. "You know. Not bad. Not bad at all. I just wish I had enough to do something with your arms, because they aren't going to match."

"It's cool out today, so I could always wear a sweater over the dress."

"Good idea."

She continued working on his face. She went with a somewhat sultry look, which looked really good on Miyuki. She used black on his eyebrows, and bright red lipstick. She then removed the black wig from a box, carefully brushed it out, and placed it on his head. She had it styled in the same manner as her hair. It was done in a shag cut, that just rested on his shoulders. She fussed around with it a little, brushed it a little, and smiled. She removed the towel, and said with a deep bow, "Gobusata shite imasu, Miyuki." (I haven't seen you in a long time, Miyuki.)

"Kochira koso, Masumi", Miyuki replied. (Same here, Masumi)

"Take a look, lover. I think you'll like it."

Miyuki turned, and looked in the mirror. Looking back at her was a pretty Japanese girl, with dark eyes, long dark hair, and a pretty smile. Masumi had done a wonderful job.

"Wow. If I didn't know better, I would think that I'm looking at the picture of a another person."

"I have a little confession to make."

"A confession?"

"Uh huh. I needed something to occupy my time while you were gone, and didn't have any studying to do. I found out that the costume store offered classes in makeup. So, I checked it out. For the most part they taught how to do clown, fright, and that sort of makeup. But, I talked to the instructor, and she said that she could help me. And, you can see the result."

"Time well spent, babe!" He looked closer in the mirror. "Is there no end to your talents? I think that I almost like Miyuki better than Mishelle."

He got up, put the black slip on, and then the little black dress. Looked in the mirror, and just loved what he saw, as did Masumi. He took the black sweater that Masumi had brought, and slipped it on. It was a little tight, but would do for tonight. It didn't take Masumi long to get ready, they gathered their things, including Miyuki's wedding and engagement rings, walked out of the room, and to the elevator. They exited the elevator at the lobby, and started walking to the front door with their heals clicking on the marble floor.. They noticed everyone watching them, and smiling at two pretty girls. This had happened before, and they loved it. They had a very enjoyable meal, and walked around the area a little. Miyuki didn't want to walk too far in three inch heels.

After they returned to the hotel, they found their bench, and sat for awhile. They didn't sit long, as it had turned cold, and Masumi didn't have a coat with her. They headed back into the hotel, to the same looks, and smiles. As they walked into the room, Masumi turned around, and gave Miyuki a deep kiss. After breaking the kiss, Masumi said, "You know lover. When you dress as a girl, it's a major turn on for me. Mishelle is a turn on. But, there is something about Miyuki that really gets me hot." She kissed Miyuki again. It wasn't long before they were undressing each other. It took a little longer to remove what Miyuki was wearing, but not much. They made love with Mike still looking like a girl, makeup and a wig.

The next morning, they had a light breakfast in their room, and packed up everything. Masumi was unusually quiet. The bell hop took there suitcases back to the lobby, they took care of the bill, and headed home. It was a quiet ride, to start with. It looked like Masumi was in deep thought, and Mike didn't want to disturb her. He knew she would talk when she was ready.

It was a good two hours into their drive home, when Masumi finally broke the silence, "I'm sorry I've been so quiet. But, I've just been trying to sort out things."

"That's ok, babe. What kind of things?"

"How I felt last night."

"How's that?"

"Back when you first told me that you liked to dress like a girl, it was a real turn on. And, there have been times, when you've been dressed, that if we hadn't gotten out of house, I would have been all over you."

"Really."

"Yes. And, last night after you were all made up as Miyuki. We were lucky to make it out of the room. It was such a major turn on. The only thing I could think of all night, was what I wanted to do to you when we got back to the room."

"And, have you been able to figure things out?"

"No. And, it kind of scares me. Why do I feel like I do when your dressed as a girl? Am I really a lesbian, bi, or what? Why do I feel this way?"

They were coming up on a rest area along the Interstate, and Mike pulled in. This rest area was one of those that had a really nice picnic area. So, Mike parked the car near that area. As it was early, it was deserted. Mike got out, went around to the other side of the car, and helped Masumi out. Holding her hand, he led her over to one of the picnic tables, and they sat facing each other. She looked at him a little strangely, and started to say something. He hushed her by saying, "Hush. Just close your eyes, and sit here quietly for a few minutes." She closed her eyes, and sat quietly.

Mike finally said, "Ok. Keep your eyes closed, and give me your hands."

She reached her hands out to him. He took them, and said, "Now, I want you to visualize something, and don't say anything until you have a complete picture in your mind."

She nodded yes.

Mike continued, "When I say so. I want you to open your eyes, take a good look at me, close your eyes, think about what you saw, and then tell me what you see. Ok, open your eyes."

Masumi, opened her eyes, looked Mike face over very carefully, closed her eyes again, and thought for a long while. She then said, "I see my best friend, my soul mate, my husband, and my lover. I see someone that I love to spent all my time with."

"Ok. Keep your eyes closed. And, visualize Mishelle and Miyuki. Then tell me what you see."

She sat silently even longer. Then said, "With them, I see my best girl friends. I see the other side of my husband, his feminine side. I see someone that I am very comfortable with, and love to be with. I see a girl that I really know is my husband. I see someone that is also my lover."

"Ok. Keep them closed. Now, visualize your real girl friends, back home, and here. Visualize, Kioko, Suki, Jean, Dee, Kathy, and anyone else you want to. Then tell me what you see."

It didn't take her long. She said, "I see friends. Good friends. I see people that I like to have fun with, and are fun to be with."

"One more. Think back to the crossdressers club that we went to in Japan. Visualize some of the guys there dressed as girls. Some of the better ones. What do you see?"

This took her a little longer than the last one, but she smiled, and said, "I saw some guys that liked to express there feminine side. They were fun to be around."

"Good. Ok you can open your eyes now."

She opened her eyes, and hit him with that very contagious smile of hers. He couldn't help but smile back at her.

He continued, "Think about what you told me about the four things I had you think about. And, then tell me what you see about yourself."

She sat there for a couple of minutes, then said, "You should be the psych major, not me. You opened my eyes. I see, as I've known for a long time, that I am deeply in love with you. Both of you. That I am possibly deeper in love with your feminine side. But, that in the end, I want the male side more. That I'm not interested in anyone else, male or female, crossdressed or not. I still need to think about this more, but now the water is no longer muddy."

They got up, she threw her arms around his neck, and gave him a deep kiss. She broke it, and said, "I can not tell you this enough. I love you."

He smiled at her, and said, "I love you, too."

They walked hand in hand, back to the car. And, finished there drive home in a more normal way, Masumi was her usual chatty self.

Back Home

It didn't take long for Mike to settle back into their apartment. He had really missed his own bed, and cuddling with Masumi. The studies for their Masters degrees went along very well, both of them always close to the top in their class. At the start of his final semester, Mike was called into his advisors office. Dr. Wolfe had been his advisor since his Junior year, and they were actually friends. Mike showed up at the appointed hour.

"Hello Mike.", Dr. Wolfe started out, "Have a seat."

"Hi Dr. Wolfe. What's up?"

"Oh nothing much. Just some good news."

"Good news?"

"The group that you interned with in DC was very impressed with you. And, they wanted to be first in line to offer you a job when you graduated. So, they sent this letter to me, to pass on to you."

Dr Wolfe handed Mike a sealed envelope. Mike kind of just looked at it for a minute, then opened it, and read the letter. He looked at Dr. Wolfe. And, Dr. Wolfe said, "Congratulations. You'll be the first graduate from this program that was offered a job directly with this department, if you decide to take it. We do have other graduates working there, but they had to work there way in."

"Wow. Dr. Wolfe, this is too much. I'm going to have to talk with Masumi before I make a decision. She was going to do her doctoral work here."

"Yes, I know. But, there are some very fine colleges in the Washington area. Remember, you don't need to say yes or no to them right away. They just wanted to be the first to offer you a job. You will get others. Just let them know that you're interested."

Mike thanked Dr. Wolfe, and headed home. Masumi was at class, and it was his turn to make dinner. He put together one of her favorite dinners, and even a bottle of her favorite wine. She arrived home just as he was finishing cooking, she helped him put everything on the table, and as usual they sat next to each other at the table. She could tell that he was excited about something, but was going to wait for him to bring it up. After they had cleared the table, he poured more wine, and handed her the letter.

She asked, "What's this?"

"Read it."

She looked at the return address on the letter, and looked at Mike with a mixture of surprise, excitement, and concern. She slowly removed the letter, and read it. Looked at Mike, and read the letter again. Her look turned to one of excitement. She got up, sat in his lap, and kissed him.

"Honey," she said, "this is fantastic. I'm so proud."

"Easy. We need to talk about this. You planned on doing your doctoral here."

"Honey. This is more important. There are good schools in Washington. Have you told anyone else?"

"No. Just Dr. Wolfe. But, he's the one that told me. The letter was sent to him. He said that they wanted to get their foot in the door with a job offer before anyone else did. I don't have to tell them yes or no right away. Just let them know that I'm interested."

"Are you?"

"Very much so. That department does some very intriguing things."

Dr. Wolfe was right. Mike received other interesting job offers. But, none that were as good as the first one. He, and Masumi, made the decision to accept the offer from this certain government department.. So, he contacted them, and they sent him a packet of forms to be filled out. They needed his life story, and a bunch of references. He was told that all of his references, relatives, and neighbors, would be contacted during a background check. As he finished, he sat back with a little bit of a concerned look. Masumi looked at him, and asked, "What's the matter? Got a question that you can't answer."

"No. Not that. I just had a sinking feeling."

"What?"

"Some of these people on the references list know about my other self. I'm kind of worried that it might effect my getting this job."

"Honey. If your supposed to work for them, you will. And, don't let it worry you. We'll cross that bridge when, and if, we come to it."

"I guess your right."

He finished up the packet of questions, and sent it off. He heard from a number of people that they had been contacted, some by mail, and others directly. One day he was working in the psych department, and Dr. Ruth called him into her office. "Have a seat, Mike.", she said.

"I had a visit the other day from the people that are doing your background checks. And, one of the thing they asked was if you had, for lack of a better word, kinks. And, seeing who these people are, I told them the truth. Well, at least part of the truth."

"The truth?"

"Yea. About you coming to my party dressed as a very passable Geisha. But, I didn't tell them that you had told me about being a crossdresser. I felt that this was patient doctor privilege."

He sunk down in his chair, with a very downtrodden look on his face.

Dr. Ruth continued, "Mike. Don't worry. The girl didn't even blink an eye when I said it. And, just continued on with other questions. I'm sorry, but I figured that I'd better tell them."

"I was afraid of this. It's not your fault. Damn. Damn. Damn."

He got up, and slowly walked out of her office. Later that day, as he walked into the apartment, he was met at the door my Masumi. She made a big fuss over him, trying to cheer him up. He said, "Dr. Ruth called you. Didn't she?"

"Yes, she did. She is really concerned about you."

"Did she tell you everything?"

"Yes. She's a good friend."

"Your right. It's not her fault. I've screwed this up. Big time!"

"Honey. Don't be this way. You don't know anything yet. Please don't be negative about this."

"I'll try."

Over the next couple of weeks, Mike was still down. And, Masumi did her best to keep his spirts up. Then one afternoon, the phone rang, and Mike answered, "Hello."..."Yes, this is Mike Gifford."..."Yes, hello Mr. Warner."..."Yes."..."Yes. I can do that."..."Yes. Fine."..."Yes, I'll see you tomorrow morning."

When Masumi came home, he was sitting in the kitchen with a puzzled look on his face. "What's the matter?", she asked.

"I got a telephone call from Mr. Warner, the head of that department in Washington, this afternoon."

She thought, 'God no. They turned him down.' But, said in an positive tone, "What did he want?"

"They want me to come to Washington tomorrow for some tests and interviews."

"That's great. Tomorrow! That's kind of short notice."

"I guess it's just the way they do things."

"It may be a good sign. If they weren't interested they could have just send a form letter, saying so."

"True."

Very early the following morning Masumi drove Mike to the airport, he was dressed in his one and only conservative suit. She could tell he was both nervous and excited. He stopped by the airline courtesy desk, and his round trip ticket was waiting for him. She walked with him as far as she could, gave him a big hug and kiss, and whispered, "I love you. And, everything will be just fine." She watched the plane leave, and drove back home. She prayed that everything would work out.

That evening, she met his plane. It was a late flight, and didn't get in until after eleven. She watched everyone walk down the concourse, Mike was one of the last ones. She couldn't tell by the expression on his face what had happened. The only thing she could tell was that he was tired. He walked up to her, and kissed her. They walked hand in hand out to the car without saying much. Once in the car, she looked at him, and said, "Well?"

He took a letter out of his inner coat pocket, handed it to her, and said, "Read this."

She took the letter, opened it, and read it. Her eyes got teary. She looked at Mike, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him. Finally breaking the kiss, she was crying, crying with happiness, and she said, "See, I told you everything would work out." The letter was a formal job offer. She asked him, "Did you tell them yes?"

"What do you think? Of course I did."

Again, she kissed him. On the way home, he filled her in on his day. How he was met at the airport by Mr. Warner, and taken to a breakfast meeting with a number of people from the department. It was basically, a friendly, get to know each other meeting. Then it was off to Mr. Warner's office for a number tests. Nothing much out of the ordinary. Then he had a number of one on one meetings with various people. The last one, was the one he kind of dreaded, it was with a psychologist. They talked for a long time about a number of things, including his relationship with Masumi, his relationship with his parents, and hers. Then the subject he dreaded came up, his dressing as the Geisha for the party. He confessed to the psychologist that he was a crossdresser, that only Masumi, his parents, his brother and sister, Masumi's parents, and sister, and Dr. Halloran were the only ones that knew. They talked about it for a long time.

That evening, before catching his flight home, Mr. Warner had taken him out to a late dinner. They had talked about the day, his tests, and his meetings. Mr. Warner finally brought up the crossdressing. He had told Mike, that in most cases, if they knew about it ahead of time, like they did about his, it wasn't a problem. And, that it only became a problem if they didn't know about it, and things became compromised. In fact there were a few people in the department that were crossdressers, and only a very few people knew about them.

As they were sitting enjoying desert, Mr. Warner had handed Mike the envelope. Mike had opened it, and it contained two copies of the letter that he has shown Masumi. Mike needed to accept or refuse the job offer, by signing on one of two lines. Mr. Warner had told Mike that he didn't need to make up his mind right away. But, Mike told Mr. Warner, that he had already discussed this with Masumi, and that they had decided that he should accept the job if it was offered. So, Mike had signed the acceptance line on one copy of the letter, and had given it to Mr. Warner.

A couple of weeks later they took a trip to Washington to see about various things, an apartment, college for her, and he needed to meet with others at the department. They found a very nice brownstone apartment, in the Georgetown area of Washington, it was two stories, had two bedrooms, a nice kitchen, dining area, and livingroom. It also had a garage off a back alley. They took it without looking at any others. She visited the two or three colleges that she was interested in, and, as luck would have it, decided to apply to Georgetown University which was only a short walk from the apartment.

The Move

Two weeks before they were to move, Masumi received a letter of acceptance from Georgetown to do her Doctoral there. There were also a number of going away parties planned. There was one with just Mike's family, there was one with the people from the Psychology Department, and another special one. The special one was planned by Dr Ruth, she had asked Mike to come dressed as Miyuki, and for her and Masumi to arrive at different times. Masumi first, if possible. Mike questioned her as to why, but she said it was a surprise.

The first two parties were great. Mike's mom cried most of the time, as she said, "Her baby was moving away." Mike assured her that they would be back home as often as possible.

The party at Dr. Ruth's was to be a small affair, only four or five couples. Mike was a little nervous, because of the request Dr. Ruth had made about him coming as Miyuki, and Masumi and Miyuki arriving at different times. Masumi wasn't worried at all, and encouraged Mike to relax and enjoy the party.

Mike spent most of the afternoon getting ready. Masumi had suggested a nice long bath, with nice smelling bath oils, to help him relax.. They checked his body to be sure all his body hair was gone. He did his nails, finger and toes. He had thought about wearing a kimono, but thought it would be better to wear an evening gown. Mike started out dressing with a g-string, followed by black nylons, breast forms, and his corset. Masumi just loved lacing him up, and attaching his nylons to the garter tabs. Masumi was going to do his makeup, as they had found that she did a better job with the oriental look than he did. She put the eye-tabs in place, followed by the eyebrow tape, a good moisturizer, then the new foundation, followed by the eye makeup. The bright red lipstick was the crowning glory of Mike's makeup. Masumi then carefully placed the black wig over his wig cap, adjusted it, pinning it, and brushed it out. Masumi had also found a spray, at the costume store, that would temporary change Mike's skin tone, making it closer to hers. She carefully sprayed his arms, back, chest, and shoulders. She said, "Take a look."

Mike looked in the mirror, and Masumi had done a marvelous job. Miyuki had never looked so good. He looked at Masumi, bowed, and said, "Arigatou gozaimasu, Masumi." (Thank you.)

Bowing to Miyuki, Masumi said, "Dou itashi mashite, Miyuki" (You're Welcome.)

As Miyuki finished dressing, Masumi started getting ready. They had found a very pretty dark blue, satin, evening gown, at a local thrift store, and it was a perfect fit for Miyuki. It fell to her ankles, and had a slit high up the right side. Miyuki also wore a pair of black, four inch open toed heels, with ankle straps. Masumi was also dressed to kill. She wore an off the shoulder, black dress, that ended about mid thigh. And, her makeup was as good as Miyuki's.

As they were getting ready to leave, Miyuki said, "I'm starting to get really nervous about this. Walking in without you... I'm just not sure about it." And, she sat down on the arm of the couch.

"Honey. There is nothing to be nervous about. Dr. Ruth would never do anything to embarrass you, or humiliate you. I think she may be wanting you to make a grand entrance."

"I know, but I'm just not sure of this. I know some of the people who'll be there, you and me of course, Dr. Ruth and her husband, Dr. Wolfe and his wife, and they have never met Miyuki. But, these two other couples? And, won't they wonder, you showing up by yourself. Without me."

"Honey. Dr. Ruth is doing this for some reason. I don't know why. But, if we don't get going, we are going to be late.", Masumi said, handing Miyuki her purse, smiling at her, and kissing her on the cheek.

Miyuki took a deep breath, and walked out to the car. She drove, and was still very nervous. When they arrived at Dr. Ruths, Masumi said, "Wait about five to ten minutes, then come in. Ok?"

"Ok. I guess."

"Relax. Nothing bad is going to happen."

Masumi got out of the car, leaving Miyuki sitting alone. Miyuki saw Dr. Ruth open the door, and welcome Masumi. Then the door closed. Miyuki was alone with her thoughts.

Miyuki waited, nervously, for about ten minutes, checked her lipstick, got out of the car, and walked up to the door. She stood there for awhile, and could hear voices inside. They sounded friendly, like they were having a good time. She reached for the doorbell button, and pushed it. Within a minute Dr. Ruth opened the door, smiled at Miyuki, took her hands in a friendly manner, and led her into the house. She gave Miyuki a kiss on the cheek, and said, "I'm so glad that you came tonight. And, you look so pretty. There are some people here who really want to meet you."

"Thank you, Dr. Ruth. But, I'm so nervous. You have been so secretive about this dinner, that I almost didn't come."

"Dear. There is nothing to worry about. Come. Everyone is in the den."

Dr. Ruth took Miyuki by the arm, and walked with her into the den. As soon as Miyuki saw who was there she froze. There was Masumi, Dr. Ruth's husband, Dr. Wolfe, and his wife. Also, there was a Japanese couple. But, what sent chills up Miyuki's spine was the other two people in the room.

- End Part 3 -

Mike and Sam

Dr. Ruth had taken Miyuki by the arm, and walked with her into the den. As soon as Miyuki saw who was there she stopped in her tracks. There was Masumi, and Dr. Ruth's husband, and Dr. Wolfe, and his wife. Also, there was a Japanese couple. But, what sent chills up Miyuki's spine was the other two people in the room.

Those other two, were Mr. Warner, and the psychologist that she had spoken with in Washington. Her name was Dr. Price. Miyuki looked at Dr. Ruth, but couldn't say anything. Then she looked at Masumi, who smiled at her. Dr. Ruth whispered to her, "Honey don't worry. These people wanted to meet Miyuki. I'll explain later."

Dr. Ruth started introducing Miyuki to everyone else, "You of course know my husband, Bill." Miyuki, keeping in character, bowed.

"And, you know Dr. Wolfe and his wife Donna." Again a bow.

"And, this is Mr. Takahashi and his wife." Masumi bowed very deeply to Mr. Takahashi, and said, "Douzo yoroshiku, Takahashi sama." Then she bowed to Mrs. Takahashi, and said, "Douzo yoroshiku, Takahashi sama." Both greetings were returned with a deep bow, and "Douzo yoroshiku, Miyuki sama." (Authors note: Douzo yoroshiku is a formal 'Nice to meet you'. And, sama is a polite Mr. Mrs., or Ms.)

They then came to Mr. Warner and Dr. Price. And, Dr. Ruth continued, "This is Mr. Warner and his wife Dr. Price." Miyuki's mind was telling her to run out of the room, but her body wouldn't respond. Besides Dr. Ruth had a tight hold of her arm. Miyuki just looked back and forth between Mr Warner and Dr. Price. Then she finally bowed to each of them without saying a word. Mr. Warner responded with, "We are pleased to finally meet you, Miyuki."

Then Dr. Ruth said, "Would you all please excuse us for a minute. I need to speak with Miyuki. Fix yourselves another drink. Dinner will ready very soon." And, the two of them walked out of the room into the hall way.

Miyuki, in a whisper, asked, "What is going on?"

"Honey. Relax. Mr. Warner called me shortly after you came back from Washington, and asked me detailed questions about you and your crossdressing. I really didn't want to go into much detail with him, but he insisted. Then, when he explained that the psychologist that had talked with you in Washington was his wife. And, that they were very interested in you. I told them everything I knew. Then he asked me to set up this party so that they could meet Miyuki. And, that he had another couple that he would like to bring along. I hope your not mad at me?"

"I'm just very concerned about this."

"Why don't you go back in the den, while I check on dinner, and talk to Mr. Warner."

"I guess."

"Honey. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this to you."

"Did Masumi know about this?"

"Only part, until she arrived. That's why I had her come in ahead of you, so that she could talk to Mr. Warner."

Dr. Ruth went to check on dinner, and Miyuki walked slowly back into the den. She glanced at Masumi. They smiled at each other. Mr. Warner walked over to Miyuki, and said, "I'm sorry I did this. But, I thought that you may not be open to meeting us like this. But, we really wanted to meet you. I really need to reintroduce you to Mr. Takahashi."

They walked over to where Mr. and Mrs. Takahashi where talking with everyone. Mr. Warner whispered something to Mr. Takahashi, he excused himself from the group, and the three walked over to the opposite side of the room. Mr. Warner said, "Miyuki, I'd like to reintroduce you to Mr. Takahashi. He's a special aide to the Japanese Ambassador in Washington." Again, Miyuki bowed to him, and he returned it. Mr. Warner continued, "I would like you to get to know him tonight. Sit and talk with him. He wants to get to know you."

Just then Dr. Ruth walked in, and said that dinner was ready. Dr. Ruth had names at each place setting, Mr..Takahashi sat at one end of the table, his wife to his right, and Miyuki to his left. Masumi sat to Miyuki's left, and Mr. Warner directly across from Masumi.

Mr. Takahashi started a conversation with Miyuki in Japanese, and she responded in Japanese. This left everyone else out of their conversation, except Masumi and Mrs. Takahashi. The conversation was just general conversation, about Miyuki's time in Japan, her college, her family, her marriage to Masumi, and other things. It didn't take long for Miyuki to start to relax, and she turned into the chatterbox that Masumi usually was.

As the dinner continued, the conversation turned back to English. And, covered many topics. Miyuki stayed in character, using her female voice, with a Japanese accent. After dinner, everyone returned to the den for dessert and drinks. Miyuki and Mrs. Takahashi ended up talking by themselves. Mrs. Takahashi told Miyuki, that if she hadn't been told, she would have never guessed that Miyuki was really a man. That her speech and mannerisms where excellent, and her Japanese was beyond reproach. Miyuki had become very comfortable around Mrs. Takahashi, and opened up to her. She told her the complete story of her crossdressing, and how she had two different female personas, Miyuki and Mishelle. And, how she had come to really enjoying being Miyuki, more than Mishelle.

Mrs. Takahashi asked, "You know you are such a lovely girl. Have you ever thought about going full time?"

"Full time?"

"Yes. Dressing as a woman full time."

"Not really."

"You should really think about it. You would be perfect."

"Thank you."

Masumi and Miyuki excused themselves early, as the movers were coming early the next morning to pack everything for the move to Washington. It was an emotional goodbye between Dr. Ruth, Masumi, and Miyuki. And, they promised to stay in touch with each other.

On the way home Masumi and Miyuki talked about the party. Miyuki asked, "You really didn't know who these other people were going to be there. Did you?"

"Honey, if I would have known, I would have told you. All I knew was that there were going to be some special people there."

"Did you know that Mr. Takahashi was a special aide to the Japanese Ambassador?"

"No."

"I wonder why he was there?"

"I don't know."

"And, Mrs. Takahashi asked me a very provocative question."

"Oh! What?"

"She asked me if I had ever thought about living full time as a girl."

There was a long silence, before Masumi asked, "Have you?"

Luckily they were stopped at a traffic light, as Miyuki just turned and looked ay Masumi without saying anything. They finished the drive home in silence.

As they walked in the door, they looked at all the boxes that were packed, awaiting the movers, and looked around at a fairly bare apartment. And, they hugged for a long time.

As they reached the bedroom, they again looked at the boxes awaiting the movers. And, their suitcases, almost packed. They would be spending Saturday night with Mike's parents, and driving to Washington on Sunday. As they started to undress and get ready for bed, Masumi said, "Wait."

"Wait?"

"Uh huh. Can I have Miyuki tonight?", she asked, as she wrapped her arms around Miyuki's neck, and kissed her.

That night they made love like two girl friends.

Saturday the movers arrived early, and it didn't take them long to load the furniture and boxes into the moving van. Mike and Masumi locked up the apartment for the last time, and drove to his parents to spend the night. On Sunday morning after a big breakfast and tearful goodbyes, they headed to Washington.

Washington

Masumi fell asleep almost as soon as they were on the Interstate. So, the first part of the drive was a quiet one. It was about eleven when she woke up. And, Mike asked her if she was alright.

"I'm fine. Just been a little tired lately."

They talked about a number of things while driving, the scenery, the weather, etc. About one o'clock they were getting hungry, and stopped at a nice restaurant just off the Interstate. As they were eating, Masumi, in Japanese, asked Mike, "Well have you?"

"Have I what?"

"Thought about it?"

"About what?"

"Living full time as a girl."

"You've been thinking about this. Haven't you?"

"Yes."

"How do you feel?"

"I think I might like it. Having a girl friend like Miyuki and a husband like you."

"Two problems. One, my job. They hired Mike, not Miyuki. And, two, would I still be your husband?"

"I hadn't thought about the job. And, you will always be my husband, no matter what."

"I'll tell you what. I also like Miyuki very much, and I'll be her as much as I can."

She smiled at him, with a twinkle in her eye.

The rest of the trip went smoothly. They weren't staying at the brownstone Sunday night, as there wouldn't be any furniture there until Monday, and had made reservations at a local hotel. The hotel was a very nice one, with large rooms, and a nice restaurant. They checked in and relaxed for awhile. The eight hour drive had been taxing on both of them, but it appeared more so on Masumi, as she feel asleep almost as soon as she laid down. Mike relaxed for about an hour, then decided he would surprise Masumi. He carefully got out of bed, so as not to awake her, and became Miyuki. This was the first time that he had done the transformation completely by himself, and he did a great job. Just after he had put on the black wig, he looked over at Masumi, and she was laying on the bed watching him. He turned and looked at her. She smiled, and said, "Lover, you did a great job on your makeup. I couldn't have done better."

"Thanks. I thought that I'd surprise you. And, I also thought that we could go down to dinner as two girl friends."

"I'd love that."

A little while later, two very pretty Japanese girls walked into the hotel dinning room. And, as they were shown to their table, heads turned to watch them.

On Monday they were at the brownstone in Georgetown early, as the moving company was supposed to be there early. The truck pulled up right after they did, it didn't take the movers long to unload everything, and put it in the proper rooms. After the movers left, they walked around just seeing how everything fit. They were going to need to purchase some additional furniture, a bigger TV, and rugs. But, that would come later. As they were looking around the second floor, and came to the second bedroom, that was filled with boxes. Mike said, "Well we won't need anything in here for awhile."

Masumi said, "Not for about eight months."

"Eight months?"

"Un huh."

"Why eight months?"

"Oh, that's when we'll need some baby furniture in here."

"Baby furniture?"

"Uh huh."

"Your... Your pregnant!?"

"Uh huh."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I just did."

"When did you find out?"

"Just last week. I was really tired, and went to the doctor to see what was going on. And, found out that the reason I was tired, was that I was pregnant."

He took her in his arms, kissed her, and just held her for a long time. That night a number of telephone calls were made, to Masumi's parents, her sister, and Mike's parents. Everyone was very excited at the news.

Over the next couple of weeks, Mike got started on his job, Masumi began working on her doctoral degree, and everything got unpacked. Also, Masumi started showing signs of being pregnant, morning sickness, and mood swings. And, Mike being the kind of guy he was, rolled with the punches, and helped her in anyway that he could.

Mike's job did required some extensive training. Most of this was done within the department itself, but one part required him to be gone for a few weeks to a special training center in Virginia. Even though he was close to home, he couldn't come home for that period. But, the day he returned, a Friday, Masumi fixed him a great dinner.

As Mike had promised, Miyuki was around as much as possible. Most evenings she was there, except if Mike came home late. But, the weekends were all Miyuki, from Friday night through Sunday night. The couple had even found a number of lesbian clubs, where they thought that they would be welcome as a couple. One was extremely nice, and was only a half a mile from home. On nice evenings they would walk there, and take a cab home. One thing that did raise a few eyebrows at the club, was when Masumi started showing. But, they told everyone that it was through artificial insemination.

Towards the end of her pregnancy Masumi put her doctoral studies on hold. And, concentrated on getting everything read for the twins. They had found early on, that she was going to have twins, and they told the doctor that they didn't want to know the sexes. Almost eight months to the day after they had arrived in Washington, Masumi delivered two healthy babies, a boy, who they named Samuel or Sam, and a girl, who they named Toshi . Two days later Masumi's mother arrived to help her when she came home from the hospital. And, Mike's mother was going to be there after Mrs. Matsushita went home. So, Masumi was going to have help for at least four weeks.

At the end of the first week that Mike's mother was there, she basically told the two of them to go out on Saturday night and enjoy themselfs, as they wouldn't be able to very often from now on. They jumped at the chance. It was going to be Masumi and Miyuki. And, since this was the first time in about four weeks that Miyuki had been out, Masumi really worked hard on her makeup.

As the two girls walked down the stairs, Mrs. Gifford was sitting in the living room, reading, and drinking a cup of tea. The babies were sound asleep. She looked up, saw the girls, and said, "My girls, don't you two look beautiful. And, Miyuki you looked beautiful when you went to that party. But, tonight... You had better watch out for the boys."

"Thank you, mom.", they both said together. "But, it's the girls we have to watch out for.", Masumi continued with a little smile.

"The girls?"

"Yes. We go to a lesbian club, about a half a mile from here."

"A lesbian club?"

"Yes. It's a very nice place, good friends, good music, good food and drinks, they accept us as a couple, and we don't have to worry about being hit on by guys. Some of the girls have hit on us, but once we tell them we are a couple, it's cool."

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"Yes. Very safe. One of the owners is a police officer. And, there has never been any trouble."

"Well, you two have fun. And, don't worry about us. The children are sound asleep, the baby monitor is right here, and I have a good book."

"We'll be home before midnight. I don't want Masumi getting too tired.", Miyuki said.

"Don't worry about me, lover. I'll be fine."

"See you later mom.", Miyuki said as they walked out the door.

A short walk later, they were at the club. They said hello to the girl collecting the cover charge, and walked in to find a fairly full house. Two girls, Alice and Fay, who they had become friends with saw them, and waved them over to their table. They were greeted with hugs, and congratulations on the births. They sat, talked, danced, and generally enjoyed the night. When Miyuki finally looked at her watch, it was after midnight, and she said, "We had better go. We told mom we would be back before midnight, and it's twenty after."

Fay said, "Miyuki, you mom is cool with this?"

"Yes. She's a great person. And, she accepts people for who they are."

"Wow. If my mom ever found out, she would go ballistic. You are so lucky."

"You don't know the half of it.", Miyuki said, looking at Masumi.

They hailed a cab, and were home in just a few minutes. As they walked in, Mike's mom was sound asleep on the couch, with the baby monitor right next to her ear. They both smiled at her. Miyuki knelt down, and kissed her on the cheek, and said quietly, "Mom, we're home." She stirred a little, opened her eyes, and said, "Oh my. I must have fallen asleep. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry mom. We're the ones that are sorry for being late. Go on up to bed."

"Did you kids have fun?"

"Sure. It's a great group. We danced, and talked."

"Well, good night. See you in the morning."

"Good night, mom."

Masumi and Miyuki sat at the kitchen table, and had a cup of tea. Masumi said, "You know, I really do love you. Both of you. And those two children are just the icing on the cake."

"I know. They sure are special, and so are you."

"Something we need to figure out in the future, is what to tell them about Mishelle and Miyuki."

"I know, I was thinking about that this evening. Do we just let them learn about them as they grow, or do we hide them. You're the psych major."

"I know. I'm too close to this. I need to get another opinion."

"Will that be a problem?"

"No. I don't think so. There is one professor, who was there tonight, that I think I can talk to without a problem."

"She was there tonight?"

"She didn't see me, or if she did, she didn't recognize me."

"Your not worried about outing me as a guy to everyone at the club?"

"I think we can work around that. By using an imagery couple. And, I'll say that they approached me with a question about crossdressing and how to tell children."

"I'll leave this in you capable hands. Ready for bed?"

"Sure thing, lover."

Later that week Masumi had a chance to broach the subject of crossdressing and children to the professor, Dr. May, that she had mentioned. And, she received some very interesting information. One evening, over dinner, she explained to Mike that if it's introduced early, to children that are very well adjusted, that it shouldn't be a problem. That they grow up aware that the father has another side, that it's feminine, and that it's just part of his personality. The only problem comes later, when they have friends, the friends find out, and don't understand. It's all in the way the parents handle it. So, they decided to introduce Miyuki to Sam and Toshi slowly over the next year or so. Over their first two years of life the twins became use to seeing Mike and Miyuki. They took to them equally. And, some of the first words they said were, "Mom", "Dad", and "Aunt Mi."

When the twins were just two, Mike's dad died of a massive heart attack. This had a real devastating impact on him, and his way of coping with it was go deeper into being Miyuki. Masumi began to worry that he wouldn't come out of his depression. They flew home with the twins, and Mike dressed as Miyuki. Mike's sister, Ruth, met them at the airport, and was surprise to see Miyuki. As she and Masumi were carrying the twin, and Miyuki was getting the luggage, Ruth ask, "Is Mike alright? I didn't expect to see Miyuki."

"He's really taken dad's death very hard.", Masumi said, "And, he's using Miyuki as a way to cope. I'm hoping that he'll come out of it soon. Maybe my parents can help."

"I hope. If your worried, then I'm worried. Your family is supposed to arrived tomorrow morning. It will be basically from the airport to the funeral. I just hope their flight isn't late."

The funeral went as well as any funeral can. Masumi was able to get Mike back at least for the funeral, and they met Masumi's family at the airport and drove them to the church. Masumi was able to talk to her mother alone about Mike, and his depression. And, they agreed that it might help if they went back to Washington with Mike and Masumi.

Mike became a tour guide, and the more they were out, the more he came out of his depression. To top it off, the twins had really taken to their grandfather and him to them, and it helped Mike seeing them become so close. This was also a real surprise to everyone, especially Mrs. Matsushita, as he wasn't one to like little children or them him, but his grandchildren were special to him. By the time the Matsushitas left for Japan, Mike appeared to be back to his old self. Though he took a weeks vacation after the week of funeral leave.

During the week of vacation, Miyuki was around all the time. And on Wednesday Masumi asked her if she was alright.

"Yes. It's going to take me a long time to get over dad's death. But, I don't think I'm as depressed as I was. And, being able to be Miyuki really helps."

"If you need to talk. I'm here, or I know of someone who is good at grief counseling."

"Honey, I know you're here for me. Your so precious. But, I'll be fine."

"I really hope so. Do you want to go to the club this weekend?"

"Not really. But, I'd like to invite Alice and Fay over on Friday night."

"That sounds like fun. We haven't seen them for weeks."

They contacted Alice and Fay, and made arraignments for Friday. And, Alice asked if they could bring along a special friend. Our two girls were more than happy to have a fifth. On Friday, Miyuki became the housekeeper, and spent the whole day cleaning. It was decided to allow the twins to stay up, and greet the company.

Alice and Fay arrived right on time, Masumi and Miyuki answered the door together. And, after all the hugs and kisses, Alice introduced their friend, Penny. The three visitors made a big fuss over the twins, and they ate it up. Finally, Miyuki said, "Alright, you two off to bed."

"Do we have to, Aunt Mi?", they said together.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and if you want to go to the park, it's off to bed. I'll tuck you in."

The twins made there way upstairs to their bedroom, with Miyuki right behind them.

Fay said, "They are really getting big."

"Yes. They don't stay small for long.", Masumi said, "Come on in, and sit. I'll get us some drinks. What does everyone want."

Alice and I will take the usual, and Penny is the designated driver, so she'll have a Coke."

A few minutes later Miyuki came back down stairs, and joined the others. Talk went from kids, to work, to the club, to Miyuki's dad dying. As she was being very quiet, and to change the subject, Masumi asked Penny about herself.

Penny started out with, "Well to begin with, I'm Alice's husband..."

Masumi looked at Alice, and said, "Alice's husband!?"

"Yes. She's my husband."

"But, we thought..."

"That I'm a lesbian? Not really, I'm bi. Penny is my husband, and only straight lover. And, Fay is my only lesbian lover."

"Wow."

"When Penny and I first met, I wasn't sure what I was, sexually. He, his male name is Steve, made me feel very feminine. And, when we both knew that it was serious between us, we sat down and had a serious talk. He told me about his feminine side, which I had seen a little of. And, I told him about being unsure of my sexuality. He had shown me how a man can love a woman, and he was better than anyone else that I had been with. He cared about my feelings. He told me, that I had should be sure how I felt before we went any further. And, I agreed.

"We decided that I should try a lesbian encounter, and I started looking through the underground newspapers for someone. I never did find anyone that interested me. So, he suggested that I try one of the bars, and I did. It took me about three visits to get up the nerve to approach anyone, and it was Fay. She and I just sat at a table and talked for a long time. She was just like me, not sure of her sexuality. We agreed to meet the next evening at the club, and then go to either her place or mine. And, the rest is history between her and I.

"Penny, or Steve, is another story. Once I figured out that I was bi, I decided to try and bring out Steve's feminine side. To make a long story short, over a year Steve became Penny, and now lives full time as a woman. He had breast implants, and cosmetic surgery on his face to make it more feminine. He's still all male where it counts."

Masumi looked at Miyuki, then at Alice, and said, "You sure opened up your life story to us."

"You are good friends. And, Penny doesn't mind telling anyone."

Masumi again looked a Miyuki, this time with a questioning look, and Miyuki nodded yes. And, then said, "Well, I guess we should tell you our little secret."

"You two have a secret?"

"Yes. Almost as good as yours."

"Go on."

"Miyuki isn't really Miyuki. She is really Mike, the twins father, and my husband."

"No way!"

"Yes, she is really a he. And, I'm not a lesbian.", and Masumi went on to tell, Alice, Fay, and Penny, the story behind Miyuki. When she was done, the three sat there, looked at Miyuki, and shook their heads. Fay finally said, "Miyuki, there is no way that anyone could tell that your not a real girl. Your just so natural."

Miyuki blushed a little, and said, "Thank you. Masumi worked very hard on getting just the right look."

"Your voice is so beautiful, and the little bit of Japanese accent is perfect.", Alice added, "Have you ever thought of going full time?"

"We've tossed the idea around. Masumi a little more that I. It would be interesting, but my job. I don't think my job would like the idea." Masumi smiled at this, with a little twinkle in her eye.

"What do you do?"

"I have one of those jobs, that if I told you what I did. I'd have to kill you.", Miyuki said with a little laugh.

"I should have guessed. It's Washington."

The girls continued their visit, and Miyuki got Penny to talk about what it was like to live full time as a girl. And, when all was said, Miyuki readily admitted that she really loved being her feminine self, that it felt so natural. And, that if there was any way that she could live as a woman full time, she would.

It was well after midnight when Alice, Fay, and Penny, decided it was time to go. There was the usual hugs, and kisses. And, Penny while giving Miyuki a hug whispered, "If you can do it, do it. You are so gorgeous, you should have been born a girl." Miyuki, gave Penny an extra hug.

Masumi and Miyuki checked on the twins before turning in themselves. They looked like two angels. As they were getting into bed, Masumi asked Mike, "Did you mean what you said?"

"Mean what?"

"That you would live as a woman full time if you could?"

"Maybe. I'd like to try it. It really does feel right when I'm dressed as Miyuki. I don't want to become a woman. But, living as one..."

At this point Masumi kissed Mike, and they didn't get to sleep for about another hour.

One Friday afternoon, shortly after Mike's dad had died, and he was back at work, he was called into Mr. Warner's office. When he arrived, there were two people in the office, Mr. Warner and Mr. Takahashi. As he walked in the door, Mr. Warner said, "You remember Mr. Takahashi, don't you Mike?"

"Of course.", Mike said, as he turned and bowed to Mr. Takahashi, and continued, "Dozo yo ro shikoo, Takahashi sama. Genke deska?" (Nice to meet you again, Mr. Takahashi. How are you?)

"I'm Fine, Mike.", Mr. Takahashi said in English, "And, it's good to see you again. Let's speak English, so we can include Mr. Warner."

"I'm sorry. It's just a habit. I speak Japanese around Masumi all the time."

"That's alright, Mike.", Mr. Warner said, "Have a seat."

Mr. Warner sat behind his large oak desk, piled with file folders. Mike and Mr. Takahashi, sat in leather, padded, chairs. Mr. Warner picked up one folder, opened it, quickly glanced at it, and said, "Mike, your still crossdressing as Miyuki, aren't you?"

A little nervously, Mike said, "Yes, sir."

"Good."

"Good, sir,"

"Yes. There is a small problem at the Japanese embassy, and they have asked for our help."

"Small problem?"

"I can't go into details right now. But, we need to place someone inside the embassy that won't raise any suspicion. And, you came to mind. Everyone remembered that you presented as a very proper Japanese girl."

"Me, sir?"

"Well more Miyuki, than you."

"Miyuki?"

"Yes. We need a girl inside."

"But, why not a real girl?"

"We need someone that is trained like you are. Someone that can handle themselves in many different ways, in many different situations. And, there isn't anyone in the organization that meets the requirements, except you as Miyuki. It has to be a girl, to fit into the area in the embassy where the problem is. This has been going on for a long time, the Japanese have tried for a couple of years to break it, but haven't been able to."

"This has been in the planning for a long time, hasn't it, sir?"

"Yes, Mike. When we found out that you were a crossdresser, a good crossdresser, and as a Japanese girl to boot. And, after we met you at Dr. Ruth's party. We knew we had the person we needed, if we need you. And, now, we need you."

"I see. With Mr. Takahashi here, I figure that it's not only important, to our country, but to his. And, that it's very serious."

"Very good, Mike.", Mr. Takahashi, said, "Very serious is an understatement. We have tried and tried to ferret this out, and haven't been able to. So, we've come to you as a last resort."

"What's involved?"

Mr. Warner handed Mike a folder with some paper inside, and said, "Read this."

Mike took a few minutes to read over the papers, handed them back, and said, "This must be really serious if we need to go to all this."

Mr. Warner just shook his head yes.

"This is a real big step, I'll have to talk to Masumi about it."

"I understand. And, that's fine. But, don't go into too much detail. And, I need an answer on Monday morning."

"Yes sir."

Mike got up, shook hands with both men, and left the office.

Mr. Takahashi, said to Mr. Warner, "I hope he will do this. He's our only hope."

"I think he will. I have some good information on him."

Mike took a long walk after the meeting. Just to think.

That evening, Mike became Miyuki, and she was very quiet at dinner. Masumi knew that she would tell her what was going on when she was ready. They put the twins to bed around eight, sat in the living room, and Masumi cuddled up with Miyuki.

Finally Miyuki said, "I had a meeting with Mr. Warner this afternoon. And, an old friend was there."

"Who?"

"Mr. Takahashi."

"Mr. Takahashi?"

"Yes. There is a problem at the Japanese embassy that they have asked us to help with."

"Must be serious to ask your department to help."

"Yes. And, it's been going on for a couple of years, and they haven't been able to solve it. So, they asked us to put someone inside, undercover."

Masumi looked at Miyuki a little puzzled, and said, "Inside? Undercover?"

"Yes."

With a knowing look, Masumi asked, "And, just who are they thinking of using?"

"Me."

"You? But, you're not..." At that point Masumi realized what Miyuki was getting at. And, added, "They want you to go undercover as Miyuki?"

"Yes."

"For how long?"

"For as long as it takes."

"How long could that be?"

"The Japanese have been working on this for a couple of years."

"Your saying that they want you to go undercover for who knows how long?"

"Yes."

"Why can't they use someone else. Like a real girl."

"I asked that same question. They told me that they needed someone with my talents. And, there wasn't a girl in the department that could handle it without a year or more of training, and none of them are Japanese. They need a female that could fit into the Japanese embassy, and the only person they have is me as Miyuki. Also, this had been planned for a long time. It goes back to the party at Dr. Ruth's. That's why Mr. Warner and Mr. Takahashi were there."

Masumi sat there for a long time, without saying anything. She then looked at Miyuki, and said, "Your not Japanese, and your not a girl. There's more, isn't there?"

"Yes."

"What?"

"They want me to be able to pass without question. Without all the taping, and makeup."

"And, what do they want you to do?"

"Have some surgery."

"Not a sex change!?"

"No. Not that far."

"Well, how far?"

"They want me to have breast implants, hair removal, and some facial work. So, that I look like a Japanese girl."

Masumi again became quiet for a long time. Then asked, "How do you feel about this?"

"I'm not really sure. I need to sleep on it. But, I figure that they wouldn't ask me to do all this if it wasn't very important. And, yes, I remember saying that I would jump at a chance to live full time as a woman. But, I'm not sure about the surgery."

"Sleeping on it would be a good thing.", Masumi said, as she got up, took Miyuki's hand, and led her to the bedroom.

The next morning Miyuki was up early, she hadn't slept well. She was sitting at the kitchen table, when Masumi walked in, sat next to her, and said, "Didn't sleep well, did you honey?"

"No. Too much on my mind."

"I know. It's a big decision."

"How do you really feel about it?"

"I've always had a thing for when your dressed as a girl. It's been a big turn on for me. I think you know that. How would I feel if you looked and felt like a girl all the time? I could handle it, if you could. I know that you are fragile. I saw that when your dad died. My concern is how you would handle it."

"I love you so much. I think that I can handle it. It wouldn't be a complete life style change, I'm Miyuki most of the time when I'm home. It would just change to full time. The children are fine with Aunt Mi. I guess sometime we will have to really explain it to them. How my mom will take to it, we'll have to find out. As well as everyone else. And, I guess if it doesn't work out, I can have most of the work reversed. Maybe."

"If you go through with the surgery, where will it be done?"

"In California."

"California?"

"Yes. According to what I read, the department has done this before for various reasons. And, they have a cosmetic surgeon in California that does fantastic work."

"Do you know his name?"

"Yes. But, it's a she."

"Let's see what we can find on the internet."

They brought up a search engine and typed in the doctors name. The browser came up with a large number of hits for her name, one being her home page. They spent some time reading over her web site, reading the testimonials, looking at the pictures. They read in detail about the facial feminization surgery, and breast augmentation surgery. This gave them both a good insight as to what would happen.

Masumi asked, "What do you think?"

"I think that I can do it. It would just bring out Miyuki more. It sounds a little painful. But, if she can really do what was shown in the pictures, then I can do it."

"Bring out Miyuki more. That is an understatement. What do you think your mom will say?"

"Lets call her and find out."

Miyuki picked up the phone, and called her mom. She decided to use Mike's voice, as she explained what was proposed by her department, and as much as possible why. She told her mom that she and Masumi had really talked it over, and researched it. And, that Masumi was behind her completely. Her mom was worried about the surgery, and the twins.

After she hung up, she sat back, and sighed. Masumi sat next to her, and stroked her hair. Finally, Miyuki said, "I could tell that she was crying softly after I told her. But, later she told me that she understood how I felt about being a girl, and what the department was asking of me. She also said, that she would support any decision that we made. And, if we decided to go through with this, that she wanted us to leave the twins with her while we were in California."

Masumi just cuddled up next to Miyuki, and said, "Your mother is a wonderful person." They kissed.

The rest of Saturday went as normal, grocery shopping, the twins to the park for play time, and quiet time just before dinner. After dinner the twins watched a movie, and Miyuki and Masumi sat in the livingroom, and read. Nothing more was said about the proposal until Sunday night. They were laying in bed, and Masumi asked, "You've been fairly quiet this weekend. Been thinking a lot. Haven't you?"

"Yes. I'm just not one hundred percent sure. I just really don't know."

"Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

Masumi, looking Mike directly into his eyes, started, "I love you as Mike. I love you as Mishelle. I love you as Miyuki. Remember who really brought out your feminine side. I really love that part of you, and it's been a turn on for me. I've also seen it bring out something special in you. And, I love that, too. Can I still love you if you look like a girl? Yes! Why? Because I love you, the person. Looks are not important, it's what's inside that counts the most. Do I care if people look at us as a lesbian couple? No. It's fun to let them think that, and really know different. And, we've put up that front before, and been accepted.

"Do I care if you make love to me looking like a girl? No. Do I care what other people think? No. What I want is what you want. If you want to go through the surgery, and then spend the rest of our lives being Miyuki. I'd love it. If you don't, then I'll love that too. I don't know if I'm confusing the issue. But, I guess what I'm saying is that I love you, and I'll stand behind you no matter what. Now, don't say a word, just make love to me."

On Monday morning, Masumi could tell that Mike had made a decision. He looked like a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders. She said, "I think you've made a decision. Care to share?"

He looked at her, smiled, and said, "After our little talked, or should I say your little talk, last night, yes I've made a decision. You helped me decide. I'm going to go through with the surgery, as long as you promise to always love me."

She looked at him, threw her arms around him, and kissed him. When they broke the kiss, she looked at him, and said, "Honey. You know I'll always love you."

When Mike arrived at work he went directly to Mr. Warner's office, and told him of the decision. Mr. Warner told Mike, that everyone there would be told that he was on a special assignment, and most people knew what that meant. Mr. Warner then handed him a packet of information, and said, "You will find everything you need to know, for right now, in here. Including complete information for the doctor in California, a department credit card to use while you are there, and to purchase airline tickets for you and Masumi. Make reservations at any hotel you wish, you will probable be there for two weeks. The first thing you need to do is send, by email, photos of you as Mike and Miyuki, to the doctor. She is expecting them. The information on what type of pictures is in the packet. Then when you are back, and completely healed, call me, and we'll set up a meeting. You don't know how much this means."

Mike took a quick look at the packet, and noticed that the surgery was scheduled for this Friday. He looked at Mr. Warner, and said, "You knew I was going to accept, didn't you?"

"I took a gamble that you would."

Mike got up, shook Mr. Warner's hand, and said, "I'll, or should I say Miyuki, will see you in a few weeks."

"Good luck Mike. If you need anything, you know my secure phone number."

Mike walked out of Mr. Warner's office, and to his supervisors. His supervisor knew a little about what was going on, well at least that Mike was on a special assignment. Mike turned over everything he was working on, received a good luck talk, and a hand shake. He then removed the few personal things from his desk, and headed home, after saying good bye to a few people.

When Mike got home, Masumi was feeding the twins lunch. He sat down, helped her, then put them down for a nap. He showed her the packet that Mr. Warner had given him, and she read everything carefully. Finally she looked up, and said, "Friday."

"Yes. Kind of quick."

"It may be better that way."

"Yes. Less time to think about it. Why don't you get the digital camera, and we'll take those pictures. I'll meet you in the bedroom."

Over the next hour or so, they took the pictures. First of Mike and then Miyuki. And, sent them off to the doctor. They also called Mike's mom and told her of the plans, and that they would drive in on Wednesday, to drop off the twins, and take an early Thursday flight to California.

The flight to California landed at about eight in the morning, Mike had an appointment with the doctor at one. So, Mike and Masumi checked into a very nice hotel, that was just down the street from the hospital. Mike was nervous, and paced the room a little. At about twelve-thirty, they walked to the hospital, and found Dr. Lee Ann Berlin's office. There were three other people in the waiting room, and Mike checked in with the receptionist. He was handed the usual clipboard, with a long questionnaire and other paper work on it.. It took him almost a half an hour to fill things out.

It was around one-thirty when a nurse came to the door and called him. He and Masumi followed the nurse to an examination room, where the nurse took the usual vital information. Dr. Berlin didn't walk in until almost two. The doctor was a strikingly beautiful. She introduced herself, sat, and opened a file folder. She looked at Mike, showing him pictures of himself and Miyuki, and said, "These are really the same person?"

"Yes,"

"You really do a fantastic transformation. I'd would have never guessed that they were the same person."

"It's mostly Masumi's work."

"You do very nice work."

Masumi just smiled.

Dr. Berlin continued, "She does know what is planned, and has agreed to it?"

"Yes. We've had long talks about it, and she's behind this completely."

"Good. Sometimes the wife is the last to know, and goes off the deep end."

The doctor got up, and examined Mike's face very carefully. She then had him remove his shirt, and examined his chest. Sitting back down, she become completely business like. She said, "In looking at my notes, the pictures, and now you, this isn't going to be hard. Your facial bone structure is very feminine, as is your body. How, with the breast implants, we'll go somewhat small. Most Japanese girls are small breasted, and we want you to look natural. With your face, your forehead is somewhat feminine, but we'll modify it a little. At the same time we'll reposition your brow, give you a nice arch, and bring your hairline closer to your brow. We'll also change your eyes, so that they are more like what I see in your pictures. In fact, I can probably take them a step or two further. I also want to work on your nose a little, but not much. Your chin doesn't need any work at all, it's very feminine already. I think I also want to do a little cheek augmentation.

"I don't think we need to do any body contouring, I like what I'm seeing. And, I couldn't tell from the pictures, but you have a small Adam's Apple, and we won't need to do anything with that. One thing I would like to do while you are here, is a laser skin resurfacing of your face and neck. The one I use will remove 99.9% of any beard growth that you have, and really make your skin nice and smooth. We will need wait about a week after your surgery before we do that. Also, I think a little lip augmentation wouldn't hurt. I'm using a procedure that lasts about five years.

"I'm also glad to see that your natural hair is thick, and long. And, you haven't started with male pattern baldness. I have a beautician that works with me, she will dye your hair black, add some hair extensions, and style it for your face. She is really good, you won't be able to tell the extensions from your own hair when she is done. I did a little work up on the computer, to give us an idea as to what the finished work would look like."

The doctor handed Mike a computer picture. When Masumi saw it she smiled. It was a before and after head shot. From what they saw, if it turned out anything like this computer generated picture it would be wonderful. She then handed them another picture that showed a full frontal, and full side views, before and after. Mike looked at Masumi, and she said, "It looks like I'm going to have a very pretty girlfriend!"

"Doctor,", Mike said, "you have hit us with a lot of information. The department appears to be impressed with your work, and from what I've seen so am I. So, I'll leave the details to you. I'm sure that you will do a great job."

"Thank you. Since you are scheduled for surgery tomorrow morning at six, you need to go check in to the hospital by six tonight. I suggest that you go to a restaurant for dinner, the hospital food isn't that great. You'll need to stay in the hospital for two nights after the surgery. And, I'll check on you every day. Then you'll need to come back here, a couple of time. We'll do the laser work here, and remove the sutures and staples. Your hair will be done at the a beauty dhop, after hours. You will find that there will be swelling and bruising. How much will be determined by your body, and how long it lasts will depend on how quick you heal. Any questions?"

"Like I said, you've hit us with a lot of information. I know I'll have questions, but right now I can't think of any."

"Here is a number you can call. They can answer most things for you. And, we'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, doctor.", Mike and Masumi said together.

That afternoon, they walked hand in hand for awhile, and finally found a nice restaurant. After enjoying a leisurely early dinner, they walked, hand in hand, back to the hospital. Mike was in his room by seven, and it was a private room, so Masumi could spend the night. She just sat with him all night. He was nervous, and she spent most of the night just talking about various things, trying to take his mind off of tomorrow.

The next morning, at five, a nurse came and gave Mike a shot to relax him. Then at five-thirty, an orderly with a Gurney showed up to take him to surgery. Masumi gave him a big kiss, and whispered in his ear, "I love you so much. Everything will be just fine. See you a little later, girlfriend."

"I love you too. Girlfriend."

Masumi went and sat in the surgical waiting room. A few hours later Dr. Berlin walked in, and sat next to her. She explained that everything had gone perfectly, just like they had planned, and that she could see Mike as soon as he was back in his room, which would be another hour or so.

Masumi sat with Mike in his room, he, or she, was very groggy. She woke up and fell back asleep a number of times. But, by late afternoon she was fully awake, and talkative. There was some pain, so she buzzed for the nurse, and was given a pain shot. When Dr. Berlin came in, she told the girls that everything went better then planned, and that she didn't have to do as much to her forehead as she thought. In fact, if Miyuki felt well enough by tomorrow afternoon, she could check out of the hospital, and rest at the hotel. With a wink, the doctor said, "The food is much better there."

It didn't take long for the swelling to started to go down, and she hadn't bruised that much. The doctor was extremely happy with her progress, and released her to go home. During the final exam with the doctor, they talked about some other aspects of Miyuki's change. Dr. Berlin said, "There are a couple of things that we didn't do, that you may want to look into. I would suggest that you have the same laser treatment, that we did to your face, done to the rest of your body. I didn't want to do it here, your body has had enough trauma for awhile. You really don't have that much body hair, so it shouldn't take long."

"I was on the swim team in high school. And, we use to shave our bodies before a meet. But, a girl friend of one of the team members suggested that we do body waxes. And, that's what I've done ever since."

"Good. But, you'll have to let it grow in for awhile before you have it done. And, I'll give you the name of a dermatologist in Washington that uses the same method I do. He's good and will want to do it over a number of sessions, and that's good. Now, the other thing is you skin coloring. Right now your coloring isn't that of a Japanese. There are a number of things that you can do, a careful tanning will darken it some, but may still not look right. There are some spray on colorings that you can get, and some permanent skin dyes."

Masumi added, "We found a spray on skin coloring that is really good. But, every time she showers, we have to reapply it."

"I'd continue to use that for awhile. But, this same dermatologist knows about skin dyes, that will last a much longer time. These are new, and not available, or even known, to the general medical community. I think you'll like the results."

"Thank you, doctor. You've done a great job. I'm very happy."

"So am I", Masumi added.

The next day they were scheduled to fly back to Miyuki's moms, and spend a few days before going back to Washington. That morning, Miyuki was just getting out of the shower, and was closely looking at her new face and body in a mirror. She saw Masumi standing in the door, looking at her. She turned and looked at her, and said, "Do you like the new me?"

With a big smile, she answered, "No. I love the new you."

As they walked through the airport, heads turned to watch two pretty girls.

The plane landed at about four in the afternoon, and Masumi and Miyuki were met by Miyuki's sister, Ruth. Ruth recognized Masumi right away, but had to look twice at Miyuki. She gave both of them big hugs, and in hugging Miyuki, and said, "Mike, your hair it's so nice, and you are gorgeous."

"It's not Mike any more Ruthie. It's Miyuki full time now. And, the hair has some extensions, until mine grows out."

"Is mom ever going to be surprised."

"You don't think it's too much for her, do you?"

"No. I think she'll love it. Remember the times we had our girl's nights out? Well, she loved those, and still talks about them. Don't be surprised if she suggests we go out while you're here. And, to be honest, she admitted to me that she loves you as a girl."

Miyuki just smiled, remembering those nights. If his dad had only known.

As they pulled into the Gifford's driveway, Ruth, said, "Masumi, come with me. Mike... Sorry. Miyuki, stay here until I call for you. I don't want to miss the look on mom's face, the first time she sees you."

As Ruth and Masumi were walking up to the back door, they saw mom looking out the window, a little puzzled. As they walked in the door, Mrs. Gifford said, "Where's Mike?"

Masumi gave Mrs. Gifford a big hug, and Ruth said, "Hi mom. Do we ever have a surprise for you. Sit down, and close your eyes."

"You girls.", Mrs. Gifford said, as she sat and covered her eyes.

Ruth went to the door, and waved for Miyuki to come in.

Miyuki walked in, and stood in front of her mom. Ruth said, "OK mom, open you eyes."

Mrs. Gifford opened her eyes, and just stared.

"Hi mom.", Miyuki said.

"Mike?"

"Not any longer mom. It's Miyuki."

"Yes. Yes. Miyuki."

"Mom are you all right?"

"Yes. It's just seeing you looking... Looking so pretty. No, you were pretty when we went out, but now you're gorgeous. I can't believe what I'm seeing. Sit down, and tell me all about it. Ruth, please make us some tea."

"Sure mom. Where are the twins?", Ruth asked.

"They're at the park with your brother."

Miyuki said, "Paul is watching the twins?"

"Yes. He wasn't sure about them at first, but within a couple of days he was having a lot of fun with them. They'll be back in an hour or so, if it doesn't start raining. So, this is the new you? My new daughter?"

"Yes. The new me. Your new daughter. If you'll have me?"

"Yes, I'll have you. I love you either way. It's just going to take a little getting use to. So, tell me all about it."

Miyuki and Masumi went into the details of their stay in California, and the surgery that Miyuki had. They explained that the doctor had been so good, that there was very little bruising, and that most of the swelling had already gone down. Just as they were finishing, Paul and the twins walked in the door. The twins saw their mother, and like all children who haven't seen their mother for a while, ran to her, yelling, "Mommy." "Mommy." Paul stopped in his tracks when he saw Miyuki.

Mrs. Gifford said, "Paul, it's not polite to stare. Say hello to you sister, and Masumi."

"Hi Paul.", Miyuki said in a sexy voice.

He continued to stare.

"Paul. Are you all right? I've never seen you this lost for words.", Masumi added, with a grin.

"Yea. I'm ok. But, Mike is that you?"

"No. I'm Miyuki."

"Yea... Right... Miyuki. God you're pretty."

"Thank you, Paul.", Miyuki said, kissing Paul on the cheek.

At that point the twins, ran to Miyuki, saying, "Aunt Mi." "Aunt Mi." Miyuki knelt down and gave them big hugs.

Ruth said, "They don't even seem to miss Mike."

"They know when Miyuki is around. Mike isn't. And, when Mike is. Miyuki isn't.", Masumi answered.

There was a knock at the front door, and Mrs. Gifford said, "Ruth, see who that is."

Ruth walked to the front door, and opened it. It was Mr. and Mrs. Gordon, and their daughter Jackie. They had hosted Masumi during her junior year in high school. "Hello Ruth. Jackie was driving by, and said that she saw Masumi walk in the house. I hope we aren't being too forward by stopping by. But, we just had to come over, and say hello."

"Oh no, Mrs. Gordon you're always welcome." Ruth said, and then called to her mom, "Mom, its Mr. and Mrs. Gordon, and Jackie."

"Oh good. Invite them in.", Mrs. Gifford replied.

Miyuki looked at her mom, and said, "Mom!"

"Don't worry honey. We'll just introduce you as a friend of Masumi's."

Just then Ruth, and the Gordons walked into the kitchen. Masumi gave them both a big hug. And, thinking quickly, said, "This my friend, Miyuki. She's here for a few weeks visiting, while Mike is out of the country. So, I brought her here to meet everyone." Turning to Miyuki, she said, "Miyuki, this is Mr. and Mrs. Gordon, and Jackie. I've told you a lot about them."

Miyuki, bowed to the Gordons, and said, "I'm very pleased to meet you. Masumi has said many nice things about you."

"Thank you very much, Miyuki. You weren't at Mike and Masumi's wedding, were you? I would have remembered such a pretty girl.", Mrs. Gordon said.

Miyuki, blushing a little, and thinking just as quickly as Masumi, said, "No. I was so sorry to miss the wedding. But, I was studying in England, and couldn't make it back in time."

"That was a shame. So, you came to visit Masumi and Mike."

"Yes. It's the first time that I was able to get away."

"I hope you have a good time while you are here."

"I know I will, Mrs. Gordon."

Everyone chatted for a while. After about an hour the Gordons excused themselves, but not before insisting that Masumi and Miyuki have dinner with them before they left. And, the girls agreed that they would. It was getting late, and everyone was hungry. So, instead of cooking, they ordered in pizza, and just sat around and chatted. Paul was beginning to become very comfortable around his new sister.

That night as Masumi and Miyuki were getting ready for bed. Masumi walked up to Miyuki, and said, "You know lover. It been too long since we made love. And, I'm interested in finding out what it's like to make love with you now, that you are almost a girl."

"Think it will be much different?"

"Yea! Much different!"

With that Masumi wrapped her arms around Miyuki, and gave her a very deep kiss. Which was returned. Miyuki then picked her up, and carried to the bed. When Mike had dressed either as Mishelle or Miyuki it had been a turn on for Masumi, but now having the new Miyuki making love to her was beyond that, much beyond. Feeling Miyuki's soft skin, and breasts. Looking at her pretty face. Masumi was over the edge like never before. It was a long, pleasurable night.

As she was falling asleep, Masumi said, "Lover. That was really different! And, I want more. Much more."

The following morning, Miyuki kissed Masumi to wake her up. It took three or four kisses to accomplish it, but finally her eyes opened, she smiled, and said, "I love you."

"I love you, too. I smell breakfast cooking."

After the late breakfast, the twins wanted to go to the park. It was only a block and a half way, so everyone walked. Paul took charge of the twins, and Mrs. Gifford, Ruth, Masumi, and Miyuki sat at a picnic table and talked. The subject of a girls night out came up, and they decided that they would go out tonight, have dinner, and go to a local bar.

As they were walking back to the house, Masumi and Miyuki fell behind the others. They were holding hands like two lovers, neither thinking it was strange that they were holding hands with another girl. Masumi looked up at Miyuki, and asked, "You asked me, if last night was different for me. Was it different for you? Making love to a girl, with you feeling and looking like a girl."

"Yes, it was different. It felt so right. You made me feel so good. But, I look at it as two souls making love. No matter what they look like.'

"So, you don't mind if I have some lesbian tendencies?"

"Only if they're with me."

"You know it, lover."

At this point a car pulled up next to them, and the passengers side window rolled down. A voice said, "I thought that was you, Masumi."

Masumi bent down, looked in the window, and it was Cathy Rider. Cathy had a thing for Mike in high school. And, almost had a fight with Masumi over him. She later came out as being a lesbian.

"Hello Cathy. How are you?"

"I'm doing great. Who's your friend?"

"I'm sorry. This is my friend Miyuki, from Japan. She's visiting while Mike is out of the country. Miyuki, this is Cathy Rider, a friend from high school."

Miyuki said, "Please to meet you Cathy."

"Nice to meet you Miyuki. I heard that Mike was working for the government. It's nice to have a FRIEND to keep you company.", Cathy said with a wink.

Masumi let the comment slide. And, said, "It's really good seeing you again. We had better catch up with the others."

"Sure thing. Maybe we'll see you two later on. Bye." With that, Cathy drove off.

Masumi, said to Miyuki, "Did you catch her comment?"

"No. But, I'm surprised that she stopped, and said hello. Knowing the way you two hated each other in high school."

"You didn't catch her comment about 'friend', and the way she said it?"

"No. What?"

"Well. I think she saw us holding hands. And, I bet she figures that when Mike is gone, I play around with the girls."

"I don't really care what she thinks."

"Me either. In fact, I don't care what anyone thinks!", Masumi said, as she kissed Miyuki.

That night, Paul watched the twins, and the four girls went out on the town. They had a great dinner, and stopped a very nice bar afterwards for a nightcap. Miyuki's mom really loved these times with her three girls. It was like having three daughters. That night, Masumi took over the love making, and it was another erotic night for the two girls.

On the drive home, after the twins had fallen asleep, the girls talked about trying to find a new house. They felt it was time that the twins each had their own room. They also knew it would be a fight getting them into separate bedrooms, but a growing boy and a girl needed privacy.

Mike is Really Gone

Soon after they arrived home in Washington, Miyuki called Mr. Warner. She filled him in on what had happen in California, and about having to see the dermatologist for some finishing touches. Mr. Warner told Miyuki that they needed her to start at the Japanese embassy as soon as possible, and that everything was in place. As they talked, Miyuki became very quiet, and didn't say too much. Masumi did heard her say a few things, "I see.", "Yes, I understand.", "It's probably for the best.", "That soon.", and finally "I'll talk with her about it."

After she hung up the phone, Miyuki sat very quietly for a long time. And, Masumi knew that she would talk to her when she was ready.

Miyuki got up, and fix them both drinks. Walked back, handed Masumi hers, sat next to her, and put her arm around her shoulder. Cuddling her close.

No longer able to hold it in, Masumi said, "Ok. What's wrong?"

"Nothing really. But, I guess everything is final."

"Final?"

"Uh huh. They want to have a star ceremony for Mike."

"A star ceremony?"

"Remember that one time you visited the department, there was a wall with stars on it?"

"Yes."

"And, I explained that they placed a star on that wall for anyone who died in the line of duty."

"Yes."

"And, that there are never any names placed with them."

"Yes."

"Well, when they place a star on that wall they have a small ceremony for the persons immediate family. And, they want to hold a ceremony like that for Mike ."

"Oh... I see. Yea, final. Kind of really final."

"Yea. They want to do it the day after tomorrow."

"Kind of quick, too."

"They seem to think it's best. To end any trail of Mike."

"I guess."

Two days later, Masumi and Miyuki were sitting and listening to Mr. Warner give a short speech about Mike. And, his star was placed on the wall. They were only three people there, other than Mr. Warner. Masumi, Miyuki, Mikes immediate supervisor. After it was over Mr. Warner, who hadn't seen Miyuki since she returned from California, took her aside for a minute. He said, "I know that this was hard, but we needed to do it. We needed to have Mike disappear, before Miyuki started at the embassy. Also, we wanted everyone in the department to think that Mike as gone. And, when the embassy thing is over, there will be a place in the department for Miyuki, if she wants it."

"Thank you, sir.", Miyuki said, "It was hard seeing that star go on the wall. But, in looking at myself, I guess Mike is really gone."

"One other thing that you might want to do, is find a new house. That will help break the ties even more."

"We were thinking about that. The twins need separate bedrooms."

"How are they taking this?"

"They are use to having either Mike or Miyuki around, but never together. And, Mike hasn't been around for a long time. When they get older, and everything is settled down, we'll tell them as much as we can."

"Good. Now, take Masumi out for a nice lunch. And, they are expecting you at the embassy on the first of next month."

"Thank you, sir."

Mr. Warner went to shake Miyuki's hand. But, she bowed to him, he smiled, and returned the bow.

The girls went out for a nice lunch, and sat and talked. Miyuki finally said, with a big sigh, "Well, now it is final. Mike is dead, and you're going to be rich."

"No. Mike will never be dead. He will always be in your heart, and mine. Rich?"

"Yep. They insure employees for a lot of money, just incase something happens. And, if I know the department they will follow protocol just to make it look right, and you will receive the insurance benefits." Miyuki paused, and just looked at Masumi. Finally saying, "I love you so much. I really don't know how you've put up with all of this."

"It's because I love you more than you love me.", Masumi said, with a smile and a wink.

"No way. I love you more."

They bantered back and forth for awhile. Until Miyuki leaned over and kissed Masumi. It raised a few eyebrows with other patrons, but the girls didn't care.

Later that afternoon they visited Dr. Pierce, the dermatologist that Dr. Berlin had recommended. He told them basically what Dr. Berlin had told them, that there were skin dyes, that were almost permanent, that would make Miyuki's skin tone just like Masumi's. And, that he could do the skin dying today if she wanted. He also explained that he used the same laser hair removal technique that Dr. Berlin used, and that he would like to do about six treatments over the same number of weeks.

Miyuki decided to have the skin dye done while they were there. The doctor tried a few none permanent ones on her arm, until the three of them were happy with the results. Finally, he mixed up the permanent dye, had Miyuki undress, and applied the dye evenly over her body with a spray gun. After a short time, he had her take a shower to rinse off any remaining dye. Then, he went over her body looking for any missed spots, and proclaimed it done. The girls compared arms, and were surprised to see how close Miyuki's skin tone was to Masumi's. As Miyuki was dressing, the doctor explained that she shouldn't take a shower or bath for two days, to let the dye really work. And, that the dye would last a good year, before it started to fade, then would need to be reapplied, and that if there was a problem to contact him. Miyuki thanked the doctor, and made an appointment for her first laser hair treatment four days later.

The next day the girls started looking for a new townhouse, with three bedrooms. It took them about two weeks to find something they liked, and they took it. And, they were right, getting the twins into separate bedrooms was a fight.

Over the next two years, Masumi finished her doctoral program, and started doing clinical research at Georgetown. And, Miyuki started working at the Japanese embassy, doing her undercover assignment.

After she started at the embassy, it was almost three months before Miyuki was approached by the people at the embassy that she hoped would approach her. It took another two months before she was fully accepted in the group, and fully another year before she was deep inside the group. She was finally able to detail the full operation, and everyone involved. After she turned the information over to Mr. Warner, everyone, including Miyuki, was arrested. Miyuki, to keep her cover. Those that were Japanese citizens, were deported, and tried in Japan. They made it look like Miyuki went to Japan, but she really went into hiding for a few months, so that it looked as if she had been deported with the others. It was hard on her staying in hiding that long, but she had to do it. Mr. Warner did call her, and said how happy the Japanese ambassador and government was.

Over the next few years, Miyuki went back to work at the department, in almost the same position that Mike had. As the twins began to mature, Toshi became as pretty as her mother. And, Sam was a typical boy.

One Halloween as the twins were trying to decide what they wanted to be. Out of the blue, Sam said, "Can I dress up as a girl?"

Masumi and Miyuki just looked at each other, and smiled.

Masumi asked him, "Are you sure you want to dress up as a girl? Won't your friends make fun of you?"

"Yes, I want to, because Paul is going to. And, we thought it might be fun to do it together."

"Well, I guess you can. We may have to go find some clothes to fit you."

"What about Toshi's clothes?"

"She may not want you to wear her things."

"That's alright, mom. I don't mind, as long as he doesn't get them dirty.", Toshi said.

"Well then, I guess we know what Sam is going to be."

Over the next two weeks Masumi found a wig that would fit Sam. She tried different outfits on him to see what looked best. She tried various looks, and makeup that a young girl would use. Sam complained about all the fuss. But, Masumi told him, that if he wanted to dress like a girl for Halloween, that he should look as good as possible. He finally let her work on him, and when she was done, he looked like a pretty girl.

On Beggars Night, Paul, and his dad stopped by to pick up Sam, or as Toshi was now calling him, Samantha. Paul looked like a boy dressed in girls clothes. And, Sam was a little embarrassed that he looked so good. Toshi, being a little tease, even told Paul that Sam was now Samantha, and Paul's girlfriend . As Sam, Paul, and Paul's dad walked down the sidewalk, Masumi whispered to Miyuki, "The nut doesn't fall far from the tree."

Miyuki looked at Masumi, and said, "I just hope that he doesn't begin to like it."

"If he does, he does. And, we support him."

Miyuki kissed Masumi on the cheek, saying, "You are really something else."

When Sam came home, he was all excited. He told them that no one recognized him. And, that he and Paul, had told everyone that he was Paul's cousin, Samantha. He sat around the rest of the evening in Toshi's clothes, and didn't seem to be in a hurry to take them off.

As time went by, the twins never asked about their dad. They had become very use to Aunt Mi being around all of the time. But, just before their thirteenth birthday, Masumi and Miyuki decided it was time to tell them a little about the family secret. The girls felt that the twins were mature enough to know, and maybe they would understand.

After the dinner dishes were done one Sunday evening, Masumi called the twins into the living room, and had them sit together. The twins knew that it was time for a family talk, they had, had these before.

Masumi told the twin, that what they were about to hear was to go no further. That if it did, people could get hurt. That it was something that was to be kept between the four of them. The twins, both looking as serious as twelve year olds could, agreed that they could keep a secret.

Masumi took out a photo album that the children had never seen, and set it on the coffee table in front of them. She sat crossed legged on the floor in front of the coffee table facing the twins. And, started telling them the story of a Japanese girl and an American boy, that had met in high school, when the girl was an exchange student, and showing them pictures in the album. She told them how they had fallen deeply in love. How he had told her about his love of crossdressing. How she had helped him bring out his feminine side. Their travels in Japan. Their marriage. How he had started living full time as a Japanese girl. And, finally how he had helped his country and Japan.

As Masumi was telling the story, you could first see a look of puzzlement on the twin's faces. Then, Toshi got a little smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye, when she looked at Aunt Mi. Sam was still thinking this all over, and when Masumi was done, he said, "Mom. That sounds like you and dad. Except for the part about crossdress..." He looked at his Aunt Mi, then Masumi, then whispered something to Toshi. Toshi whispered something back.

Masumi said, "Sam, you know it's not polite to whisper. Do you have something to share?"

"Yes, mom. I think that Aunt Mi is really dad. And, so does Toshi. Is she?"

"Yes."

The twins sat, and just looked at their Aunt Mi. Finally Toshi got up, walked over to Miyuki, wrapped her arms around her neck, gave her a big hug, and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too, Toshi.", Miyuki whispered back.

As Toshi stood back, there was a tear in her eye.

"What's wrong honey?", Miyuki asked.

"I'm just so happy. I thought that dad had left us, or that something bad had happened to him. And, now I have a dad and an aunt. Even though they are the same person." Toshi again gave Miyuki a hug, and a kiss on the cheek.

Masumi looked at Sam, and said, "Honey, do you have anything to say?"

Like a typical pre-teen, Sam said, "I think this is cool."

"Cool?"

"Yea. My dad is here, but he's really my aunt."

"That's not strange to you?"

"Yea. But, he wasn't afraid to be who he really is. And, he helped the country by doing it." He then walked over, and gave Miyuki a big hug.

Masumi got up, walked over to the twins and Miyuki, and said, "We need to continue the family tradition that Grandma Gifford first showed me."

"What's that mom?", Toshi asked.

"A family hug.", she replied, as she wrapped her arms around Miyuki and the twins, and they responded, by wrapping their arms around each others. Of course, Sam being a boy, tickled his sister, making her laugh.

"Now, remember you two. No one! And, I mean no one! Can ever know what we've told you. Understood."

"Yes, mommy.", the twins said in unison.

Toshi continued, "Mommy, some of the kids at school say that you and Aunt Mi are lesbians."

"Well, now you know the truth. That's what's important. And, I think we'll just go on letting them think that. Don't you?"

"Yea. Our family secret."

Things went along smoothly for the four. The twins matured into two great people, graduated from high school and college. Miyuki became the head of her section at the department. Masumi became a well known, and respected, researcher.

At this point, we'll leave the four to their lives. But, as an aside, when Masumi said, 'The nut doesn't fall far from the tree', she was correct. Sam, like his father, and grandfather, was a crossdresser. But, that's a story for another place and another time.