Date: Wed, 13 Oct 2004 09:13:59 +0000
From: Rob H <robz8000@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sarah's Story 2

Sarah's Story (c)
By
Rob Henson

Chapter 3 - Sarah and Clair

Simon had hoped to see Ben again as Sarah but the opportunity never arose
even though they did go out with the group a few times. Ben phoned one
evening a couple of months later to say that his family were moving away
and he would be going with them. Simon had been sad that the relationship
had not developed further since Ben had been a good mate as well as a sexy
boyfriend.

"Remember," said Ben as he was finishing their conversation together for
the last time, "it will be Sarah that's in control from now on, Simon is
just a body looking after her until she is set free.  Have fun. Goodbye and
take care," and he was gone.

One afternoon not long after Ben had left Clair phoned to say she would be
late back. Simon had only just returned home himself after a late revision
session at school.  There would not be enough time to change into Sarah now
he thought, as he settled down to do more homework in his bedroom.

"Richard is away overnight on a course so I thought we could get a Chinese
Takeaway, what do you think?"

"Sounds great Mum, what time will you be in?" Simon asked.

"I should be home just after seven, see you then."

Simon was still working when Clair arrived home.

"What a day. I need a bath and a large gin & tonic in the that order. Can
you bring one up in about ten minutes, darling," said Clair already halfway
up the stairs already beginning to undo her dress.

"Of course Mum," Simon headed off to the kitchen to prepare the ice and
lemon.

He took the drink upstairs and went straight to the bathroom. Clair had
left the door half open for him; she had never worried about him seeing her
undressed. She was already soaking in the bath with her eyes closed when
Simon noticed that she had left her clothes on the chair. Seeing them
laying there reminded him that he hadn't had a chance to dress for a couple
of days and he was beginning to miss Sarah.

"Here you are," he said. Clair opened her eyes dreamily.

"Thanks, darling" she said taking a large gulp, "come and sit down and tell
me about your day."  Simon sat on the chair which was placed slightly
behind Clair's head so that she couldn't see him easily without sitting up
and turning around.

"Oh just the usual, mainly revision and a session about exam technique. How
about you?"

Clair started to tell him about the latest job she was working on and the
reason she was late back that evening when Simon's hand felt behind him and
realised her tights were hanging from the arm of the chair and about to
fall onto the floor. He put his hand out to stop them and noticed something
odd, they did not feel like the tights he normally found in the wash
basket.  These were finer, smother somehow and very slightly glossy. He
knew he just had to try them on.

"So what shall I order then?" Simon thought quickly working out that if he
could arrange dinner swiftly then Clair might not have time to tidy up her
clothes. The plan worked well and he called up to say that the meal had
arrived just as she was stepping out of the bath.

"Be right down," she called as Simon prepared the table.

"Right, I am going to plonk down here with a bottle of wine and not move
for the rest of the evening, there's a good film on at eight o'clock. What
about you?" Clair asked falling onto the sofa.

"I've seen it before," said Simon pretending to study the television pages
of the newspaper. "I still have some reading to do so I think I'll have a
bath as well after diner."

"OK darling, now lets eat, I'm ravenous."

When they had finished Simon cleared the plates away, went up to the
bathroom and locked the door. Her clothes were still on the chair and her
shoes were underneath just as he had anticipated.  He quickly got undressed
and set the taps running. He found her panties on top and pulled them on
pushing his cock into its usual place, straight down in front of the gusset
giving him a nice, feminine, profile. He had noticed recently that,
although he felt excited inside, his cock had stayed soft and he rarely
brought himself off at the end of a dressing session anymore. It was a much
more relaxed feeling, one of comfort and serenity. That didn't mean that
sex was no longer exciting though, indeed he had spent many a time stroking
himself in bed last thing at night usually thinking about what Ben and
Sarah had done together in Stratford or about some of the boys in the sixth
form who he had begun to notice.

Sarah pulled on the bra and found some tights in the wash basket to pack
them out with. Once again her feminine figure began to emerge. She knew now
that she would never be particularly attracted to girls although she loved
being with them as friends, good friends often, sharing ideas and secrets.
She also new that she wasn't gay, well Simon wasn't at least although for a
time he thought he might be when he realised that girls did not turn him at
all. He had even explored this with a few friends who were openly gay but,
once again, something was still not quite right. They wanted to be with
another boy which, of course, left no room for Sarah. After being with Ben,
Simon knew where his sexuality lay. Ben was not gay either and had not been
attracted to Simon at all sexually, but as Sarah, Ben was all over her and
she loved it.

She picked up the tights from the chair and pulled them over her hand, They
felt wonderful, cool and smooth, and so light. They were the light tan
colour that Clair preferred for work and Sarah pulled them slowly up her
smooth legs, over her knees and up to her waist.  They looked and felt
fantastic. She walked around the bathroom and felt the whisper as her legs
brushed together. She pulled the dress over her head, pulled up the zip,
clipped the buttons together and put on the shoes that were laying under
the chair.

It was as if Simons sexuality no longer mattered, or even existed. To work
it out would be impossible, however Sarah sexuality was much easier
understand. She was a lovely girl attracted to real boys, and men. It just
happened that she had a little something extra to offer. And what's more
they could be attracted to her judging by Ben's reaction while they were
away for that week-end together. It had been a wonderful time for Sarah
going out together as a couple but more especially when they returned to
the house and had some fun although Ben had not attempted to make love to
her. She loved Ben for that, she realised now, since it would not have been
the right thing to do at that time. Maybe if he had stayed around a while
longer though ...who knows?

She walked around the room again and then looked in the mirror. From the
neck down it was Clair just as she had come in from work. Her hair was
darker and styled differently since Sarah resembled Richard more than Clair
but her features were from that side of the family.  Even without makeup
though she was pretty and her legs looked great. She decided she had to
wear these tights more often but how could she wait for them to appear in
the laundry basket again, it might be weeks. She glanced over to the waste
bin and there on top, was the packet that Clair must have thrown away that
morning, Aristoc Sheer elegance - Sandal toe - colour Sherry. Sarah would
have to buy some, the next day if possible. The bath was full so Sarah
turned off the taps, got undressed and stepped into the steamy perfumed
water. She would read for a while and then get dressed again. When she
finished she took the empty packet back to her room and hid it in one of
her desk draws.

The next morning Clair never noticed that the packet had gone but she did
notice when it reappeared on top of the waste basket in the bathroom three
days later especially as the bin had been emptied in the mean time.

Simon finished school early the following Wednesday and went to the high
street to find a shop that sold the tights he needed. He wandered in and
out of three main stores before he finding the type that matched the packet
in his pocket. He looked through the rack at some of the other styles and
finally picked up two pairs that were the same as he had worn a couple of
evenings before. His breaths were coming fast again and his head felt
light.

"Are they the correct size?" A voice appeared to come from nowhere and
shook him out of his daze.

"Pardon," Simon responded.

"Who are they for?" asked the shop assistant once more.

"Er, my mum, it's her birthday," he added quickly.

"Ah that's nice, how tall is she?"

"About my, er, She's about the same as you," he said correcting himself.

"That should be OK then, these are medium. Tell her she can change them so
long as they are not opened. That's five pounds please"

Simon handed over the money and left the shop. It would be much less nerve
racking if it had been Sarah buying these, he thought, still maybe soon. As
he walked back towards home he noticed a large charity shop which had a
display of ladies dresses in the window. They looked as good as new and
were very cheap. Why not, he thought? This way he would always have access
to just the clothes Sarah wanted whenever she felt like appearing. He found
a light blue dress with long sleeves, quite short, and another slightly
longer in beige. He also chose a skirt and blouse all in the correct sizes
which he now knew. The shop was busy and no one paid him any special
attention as he paid for the dresses. Just before he got to the end of the
shopping area he found one more charity shop displaying a really nice pair
of blue sandals in the window and just his size, six. He just had to have
them.

He almost ran home and leapt the stairs to his bedroom and got
undressed. He spent the next two hours trying on his new clothes although
he continued to use Clair's undies from the washing basket; he wasn't brave
enough to tackle that shopping challenge just yet.  All to quickly it was
time to put his new clothes away and change back to Simon. He found a small
box and folded the clothes careful and placed them at the bottom of his
bedroom cupboard where they would not be found. A few minutes later Clair
returned from work.

The next few weeks found Simon busy preparing for his exams. He was able to
spend more time at home revising and, of course, Sarah was never very far
away. She rarely had time to use full make- up but she tied her hair back
which gave her a feminine appearance. She loved her own clothes and never
tired of wearing them even though there was not much of a choice.  Sarah
always found it much more relaxing while studying, it was as if she knew
what revision was required and how much work had to be done better than
Simon did. There were a couple of occasions when Clair or Richard had come
home early but Sarah had a plan for changing back to Simon quickly so it
was never a problem. Finally the exams came and, all to quickly,
finished. It was a great time for the gang celebrating especially as they
had found a pub that didn't mind serving them even though most of them were
under age.

Summer came and went an it was time once again for Simon to settle down and
concentrate on his A level course. A pattern had developed where he would
dress two or three times a week after school or longer on the rare
occasions Clair and Richard were away. Life was busy and the year quickly
passed with mid course exams once again to the fore. Simon felt he was
lucky to have Sarah with him. It made studying relaxed and fun.

"We've decided to have an early holiday this year and we're going to
Scotland touring," said Clair one evening over dinner just as the term was
finishing, "Would you like to come with us?"

"Well, I was thinking of getting a job over the Summer," said Simon, "and
I'm not too keen on touring anyway."

"That's alright, I didn't really think you would enjoy it much anyway.
You'll need to look after the house though and NO parties while we're
away."

"As if," said Simon already wondering how he might manage it without them
finding out.

They went off a couple of weeks later and Simon had the house to himself at
last for three weeks.  He had found a job in a clothes shop which meant he
had to work at the weekends with Thursday and Friday's off.

Every evening, so long as he wasn't going out, he would get changed and
Sarah would come alive again. First he would shower and then put on Clair's
makeup. She had lots but he was very careful not to use too much. He had
considered buying some of his own but he would hardly ever have the chance
to wear it. Now that he had the house to himself he made more use of
Clair's outfits always making sure he put them back exactly as he had found
them. His days off were great too since he could spend the whole time as
Sarah and the evening and night as well. He even wore a night dress to bed
and let his hair grow long enough for a pony tail which many boys were now
wearing.

The weeks soon passed and the latest call on the answer phone from Clair
had said that they were beginning to head back and would be home at the
week-end. Sarah made the most of her last few days of ecstasy.

Clair and Richard had had a great time during the first two weeks but then
the weather changed which also became the primary reason of the third major
turning point in Simon's life. By Wednesday morning of the third week
Richard had had enough. It had not stopped raining since Monday and the
forecast for the rest of the week was not encouraging either.

"Come on lets go home," he said as they packed the cases from the most
recent overnight stop.  There was more that they had planned to see but
Claire agreed that it wasn't much fun. They set off after breakfast and
drove all day until they reached York where they stopped overnight. It
would then be an easy run back to Warwick down the motorway. Clair had
called Simon every few days but didn't always manage to speak to him
although she always left a message on the answer phone.  She called again
when they arrived in York to say they would be home the following afternoon
and to make sure the house was tidy. Once again there was no answer.

"What's the problem," Richard asked noticing her concern.

"Nothing, I'll tell you tomorrow in the car." Her fear was that they would
turn up unexpectedly and then Simons secret would be out. Little did he or
her know that that was precisely what was about to happen.

"So what's the big problem." asked Richard once they were on the Motorway
heading back towards Warwick.

"Well, its about Simon," Clair began, "He's been wearing girls cloths." She
had be pondering for weeks how to raise the issue and in the end decided to
just come straight out and tell him.

"Oh," said Richard, "is that such a big problem? Remember I've put on some
of your things now and again when we've been having some fun."

Clair laughed and remember some of the occasions he was referring to.

"Maybe you're right, he might just be going through a phase but I do think
it's a bit more serious than that. I had noticed some of my cloths had been
worn for a couple of years now but I assumed he was just curious. Then a
couple of weeks ago I was putting some things away in the big cupboard in
his room and noticed a box. It was full of just about everything a girl
would need, underwear, dresses and some cheap jewellery."

"Yes, I see what you mean" said Richard thoughtfully. "Well I think, if it
is serious for him, that it's better out in the open. So will it be me, you
or the both of us tackling it?"

She hadn't expected him to be quite so forthright but, it was not
surprising really bearing in mind how practical Richard usually was.

"I don't know, let me think about it," she said "but I have a feeling we
may have to deal with this quicker than you think." She was right of
course.

Meanwhile Simon had got up at around ten as usual but was still tired from
the night before. He had been out late with his friends and had gone back
to Angie's place to drink some more and play videos. Her parents were also
away and Simon arrived home at four o'clock completely shattered.

Sarah got dressed and chose a blue dress of Clair's. She pulled on her
tights and wore the blue sandals she had also purchased at the charity
shop. The dress was short and showed off her legs nicely. She used a hair
band to hold her long hair in place, put on some light make-up and was
pleased with the result. Sarah had planned to spend the next couple of days
cleaning the house before her parents returned home at the week-end. The
sound of the vacuum cleaner drowned out the ringing of the telephone and
Sarah never noticed the light on the answer phone flashing. At one o'clock
she felt that she'd deserved a break. She made some coffee and toast and
laid on the sofa.  Before realising it she had fallen asleep.

Clair and Richard arrived home at three o'clock that afternoon and Richard
took the first of the cases in while Clair tidied the car. As Richard came
in he popped his head around the door of the lounge.

"Hi, we're home early...." and stopped when he saw the pretty girl asleep
on the sofa.

"Sorry," he said, "Just looking for Simon" and carried on upstairs with the
bags. Simon woke with a start. As he arrived back at the car Richard told
Clair he had just bumped into what must have been one of Simons new
girlfriends.

"Are you sure?" asked Clair not at all convinced. He took the rest of the
cases up to the bedroom and Clair went to the lounge where she saw a very
attractive girl who could have been Simons twin sister.

"Oh....." said Simon deep red now "I, I, I wasn't expecting you so, so,
early" he stammered, not knowing what he could do since there was nowhere
to hide. He just stood there head bowed instead.

"Hello dear," said Clair rushing over to him and giving him a big hug.

"It's good to see you again but I must admit I never expected it to be like
this," she lied, "how are you?"

"errr, fine I guess" said Simon now totally confused. Just then Richard
came in and stopped in his tracks. He had been thinking about what Clair
had said but wasn't quite prepared to have to deal with it so quickly.

"Hi Simon, looks like you've been having a good time," he said smiling
"how's things?"

Simon's mind was now in utter turmoil. He had been expecting his world to
come crashing down and here they were, walking in on him and hardly batting
an eyelid. He continued standing there completely dumb stuck.

"Well, I think the least you could do would be to make us a nice cup of tea
while I go and have a shower," said Clair, "and then we can have a talk if
that's OK?"

"Yes of course, but don't you want me to get changed first" he asked
timidly.

"Not if you don't want to," said Clair, "It must have taken you quite a
while to get dressed like that since you look so good and especially the
make-up. It would be a shame to waste it. No, stay as you are," and she
disappeared upstairs.

"Don't worry" said Richard smiling "no problems for us if that's what you
like to do. Go and make the tea and we'll be down in a minute. And I must
say you look great, very convincing, I would never have known," he added
and he followed Clair upstairs to the bedroom.

They both came down soon after and the three of them talked for about an
hour. Simon explained briefly how it had started including how his feelings
had changed recently.  He didn't mention Ben though. When he had finished
Clair spoke.

"We don't have a problem with this," she said looking at Richard who shook
his head in confirmation, "but if you are going to dress up then it can't
be furtive.  You must be open with us about it and do it properly. Do you
have a name?"

"Yes, I think of myself as Sarah."

"That's nice," said Richard, "so it looks like I have a daughter as well
now and held out his arms.  Sarah came over and sank in his arms and gave
him the biggest hug.

"Right, and if you are going to be Sarah for a while we need to by you some
clothes. We can go shopping tomorrow which will cheer me up after cutting
my holiday short. We will go into Coventry and you can come as Sarah. How
does that sound?" Clair was most insistent.

"Are you serious?" said Sarah, not sure weather to laugh or cry. "I
couldn't possibly go out during the day like this."

"Yes you could and you will. No half measures, like I said you do this
properly or not at all, in any case Richard was completely fooled, he
thought you were Simon's girlfriend when he came in and saw you. So that's
settled then, we'll get you ready and then we'll go out tomorrow afternoon
and then Richard can meet us in the evening and buy dinner for his two
favourite ladies.

"Sounds great to me," he smiled, "I would be honoured to be in the company
of such beautiful women."

Simon spent the rest of the evening as Sarah listening to Clair and Richard
talking about the holiday. She also told them some of the things she had
been up to. As the night wore on she became more relaxed and settled into
role much more naturally, even starting emulate Clair and move like a real
girl. Finally she went to bed her mind reeling around the events of the
day. She was still shocked at being discovered but began to think that it
had been inevitable really. There was also calmness about her now too. She
had no idea where this would lead but there was definitely something nice
about it. Her Mum and Dad had been wonderful which is exactly what she had
expected, looking back, but to suggest they should go shopping the
following day was a complete surprise albeit a brilliant one. She got
undressed and climbed into bed as she had done many times over the last
couple of weeks only this time her head was buzzing at the thought of what
tomorrow would bring.

The next morning Sarah got up at nine and went down to breakfast. Richard
had gone to the DIY store to buy the wood he needed to convert the
cupboards in her room. They had decided that Sarah and Simon's clothes
together would require a lot more space. Clair was in the kitchen making
some toast. Sarah was unsure what to wear and so had just put on jeans and
a T-shirt but had put the plastic headband on the hold back her hair.

"That's no good," said Clair straight away and Sarah was instantly worried
that she had changed her mind wanting nothing more to do with her going out
as Sarah.

"What do you mean," she asked nervously.

"Well, if we're going to try on dresses you'll need to be able to change
easily. A skirt and blouse would be better and its quite chilly today so
you will need some tights.  Let's have breakfast and then I'll help you get
ready."

"OK Mum" she said relived that things still seemed to be as they had left
the night before. They chatted over breakfast about what they would do that
afternoon.

Clair had always been practical, it was something he brother's found hard
going since they were lazy like many teenage boys. She had worked hard at
school and got a place at university reading Geography. She was tall and
pretty but not a great beauty however she made up for that by understanding
very well how a man likes to be pleased. She had met Richard there and they
had fallen in love almost on their first date. All she had to do was to
work out the details of how they would spend their life together. Richard
never really knew what hit him but he was happy for her to do all the hard
work. He attended the technical college in the same town studying
engineering and when a good job opportunity surfaced near Warwick they had
moved there.  Clair found a job in a solicitors office and quickly got
promoted to the Office Administrator becoming indispensable on the way. She
had returned to work soon after Simon was born and her slim figure had been
restored almost immediately much to the consternation of the other women in
the office. They were both so pleased when Simon was born that they never
really felt the need to have another child although they had discussed it a
few times.

"We'll need to do something with your hair, but not much. Have a shower and
then wash it. I've found one of my old bras and sewn in some padding for
you."

"Mum, are you sure about this. I haven't been out much and I have never
thought of going shopping as a girl. Don't you think someone might spot me
and then we'll both be in trouble." Sarah was now beginning to have second
thoughts about the whole thing.

"Well it's up to you but I have known for quite a while what you have been
up to and I thought it might diminish over time but it seems to be getting
stronger" Sarah nodded.  Clair was planning to a have long talk with Sarah,
woman to woman, but not until they were on their way to town.

"I think now would be a good time to get it out in the open and do things
properly so that you can really see what it's really like to be a
girl. Maybe that might help you decide what you want to do in the longer
term and then again maybe it won't. These sort of things can be tough on a
young person to work through and Richard and I love you too much to see you
struggle with something on your own. Besides it will be good having a girl
friend and I know Richard would love to have a daughter he could spoil."

"Oh Mum you are wonderful," Sarah got up, ran around the table and hugged
Clair, "I do love you, thanks for being so understanding." Clair hugged her
back.

"Now go up and have a shower and I will leave some things on your bed to
wear. Come into my room when you dressed and I'll do your make-up and
hair. I must say, you won't just pass for a girl you'll be a very pretty
one."

Sarah left the room and went upstairs. After showering she wandered back to
her room and on the bed were the clothes Clair had laid out. She picked up
the pink panties and pulled them on. She was excited now at the thought of
what the next few hours would be like. She tucked her semi-hard cock deep
into the gusset of the panties hoping it would go down. Things could get
very uncomfortable if she stayed hard all day. Next she put on the new pair
of tights Clair had found for her. They were a dark tan and she thought
they suited her colouring really well. Then the bra which surprised her.
Clair had filled it with cotton wool and sewn two pieces of material onto
the back of the cups to hold them in place. She glanced in the mirror and
already the sight of her nyloned legs and shapely figure caused another
stirring in her loins. She though about taking care of the problem but
decided against it. Hopefully things would calm down later.

Finally she put on the blouse and pulled up the skirt, clipping the stud
and pulling up the zip. The blouse looked ragged on her though as she
straightened up the skirt. She went along to Clair's bedroom where she was
sorting through he various forms of makeup in the draws of her dressing
table.

"Wow, you look great already," said Clair with a big smile, "I know today's
going to be real fun.  Come on sit down and well sort out you hair." Sarah
told her how the blouse wasn't hanging right.

"I'll show you what to do. Lift up your skirt and pull the hem of the
blouse down all the around, nice and tight, and then pull down the skirt
smoothing it out over the blouse. There that's better."

"My gosh, how much of this will I have to learn?"

Clair laughed, "It takes a lifetime and most of it is about pleasing men
but you'll learn about that soon enough, if you haven't already that is."
Sarah blushed so deep she thought her face would explode.

"I see, " said Clair looking stern, "you can tell me about that later as
well. Now sit here and keep still."

"Watch carefully so you can do this on your own later." Sarah's hair dried
quite thick and, since it was shoulder length, it just needed brushing
out. Clair rubbed in some mousse and parted it on one side, Sarah was
amazed the difference it made make her look very feminine.  Clair then used
the various powders, creams and eye makeup to good effect and the result
was incredible. Sarah put on a pair of Clair shoes which had medium height
heels and the image was complete.

"Mum I have never looked anything like this before, its great. I just hope
I can remember all this for myself."

The journey into Coventry took about half an hour by train with one change
and they had all afternoon together before meeting Richard at six in the
cocktail bar they used whenever they were in town.

"How are you feeling," asked Clair as they walked towards the centre of
town.

"Just great Mum, it just feels so good and so comfortable but I don't
really know why."

"Don't worry about it now just be as you are. You'll need to take shorter
steps for a girl and turn your wrists slightly, that's it. You'll get used
to it especially if Sarah is going to be around for a while."

Sarah thought about that and smiled to herself. With Clair helping her she
hoped Sarah would be around for a very long while.

They went in just about every clothe shop in Coventry Town centre and there
were a great many.  They tried on so many dresses and skirts that Sarah
lost count.

"Like I said if you're going to do this properly you need a complete
wardrobe," remarked Clair as they entered yet another department store.

They bought enough underwear so that she wouldn't run short between
washing; tights, panties, bras, slips and, of course a whole cupboard full
of skirts, dress blouses and tops, Also they tried on dozens of shoes which
also felt good to walk around in the shop and some with quite high heels.
Finally they chose all the makeup she would need and some jewellery.

"Now we must get your ears pierced, I saw a shop earlier that did that."

Sarah had never thought of that but loved the idea once she saw the gold
sleepers the jeweller was about to put in. They had one stop for coffee and
were just about finished when they saw Richard walking towards the Cocktail
bar.

"There's Richard," said Clair, "Go on, run up and surprise him."

Sarah tapped his shoulder and Richard turned around.

"Yes, what can I do....Sarah is that really you. You ... You look so
beautiful. Clair, what have you done to my baby, She looks like a
princess." Sarah hugged her Dad.

"Oh stop it your making me embarrassed," she said.

Dinner was relaxed with both the girls showing Richard their purchases. The
drive home didn't take long and Sarah went straight up to bed. She
undressed slowly and put on her night dress. Her head was still buzzing
from the day and she took a long while to go off to sleep.  She knew Simon
would still be around but she longed for the opportunities when Sarah could
put in an appearance during the evenings. She just hoped her Mum and Dad
did not change their minds and tell her to stop all this
nonsense. Eventually she drifted off to a dreamless sleep still with a
slight smile on her lips.



Chapter 4 - Sarah and Richard

It was just after Christmas and the days were now short and overcast. Sarah
was well into the second year of her A level courses and studies were going
well. She was seventeen and had been dressing as Sarah openly at home for
nearly a year. Richard and Clair had fully accepted the situation without
any problems since discovering her secret on their surprise return from
holiday the year before.

"Hello Princess, how's things?" Richard had just returned from work and had
climbed the stairs to take a shower before diner. Sarah had been working on
a Business Studies assignment in her bedroom but jumped up and ran out to
give her Dad an enormous hug. She was wearing a skirt and top which she had
changed into after school as she did most afternoons when Simon wasn't
required to be around.

"Hi Dad, good day?"

"Great, but I need to talk to you, I think there is something you can help
me with, I'll tell you over dinner.'"

"So you've finally got round to it after two years," said Clair after they
had finished eating. Richard had outlined the companies plans which he
would be involved in implementing, indeed it was what he had been recruited
to do but a number of things had conspired to delay the start.

"Some of it is sensitive for the moment and I can't really involve anyone
else which is why I could do with Sarah's help," he said turning towards
her. She looked very feminine tonight he thought and then realised it was
the makeup she must have put on while he was in the shower. Clair had been
coaching her and now she was very skilled at creating the look she wanted.
When she was dressed like this it just seemed natural to call her Sarah
rather than Simon.

"Of course Dad," she said, "the courses have all finished now so I'm just
into revision. I've got plenty of time."

"We'll need to go into the factory at the week-ends, just Saturday's for
the time being though," he mentioned, "and since no one there knows about
Simon, you could come as Sarah if you like and I'll introduce you as my
daughter. What do you say?"

Although Sarah had grown in confidence over the months she had not been out
very often and relished the opportunity of being Sarah for a while longer
than just the evening.

"I'd love too." The chance of doing something for her Dad who had been so
kind, at the same time as Sarah was coming alive, was too good to miss.

"Right we'll start on Saturday and don't wear anything too provocative, the
week-end shift will be in and I want them to get on with their work not
wasting time ogling my beautiful daughter."

Sarah blushed to the tips of her toes and Clair laughed. Sarah was pleased
though that they were both so acceptant of her, even passing her
complements.

On Saturday she was up early so that she could spend time getting
ready. She knew she could do it but at the same time didn't want to
slightest risk of letting her Dad down.  She showered first and made sure
she was smooth all over then applied plenty of talc. It was highly perfumed
so she didn't need to use any scent.

She pulled on her panties tucking her cock tightly into the gusset and
slipped on a pair of suntan tights, skirt, T-shirt and a pink jumper. Clair
had made up some padded bras for her which gave her a small but nicely
shaped bust. Medium heels finished off the ensemble and she then sat down
to apply her make-up. First she brushed her hair out which was quite long
by now. It was still a fashion, among some boys to wear their hair long so
that wasn't a problem in her boy-role and she could do nothing about her
soft features so people accepted Simon was 'girlish' to look at anyway.  It
was only as Sarah that she modified her behaviour, the way she stood and
walked.

Sarah never used much make-up, just a light cream, eye-shadow and mascara
and lipstick. She decided not to wear any jewellery to go to the factory,
she had taken heed of what Richard had said even though he was joking. She
did shape and varnish her nails though since they enhanced the feminine
appearance.

They went to the car and Richard held the door for her as she slid into the
passenger seat. This was another skill Clair had shown her since boys get
into a car very differently to girls. The trip to the factory took about
thirty minutes and they went straight up to Richard's Office. It took over
an hour to explain what was involved and after Sarah had asked a few
questions Richard suggested they went to the canteen for coffee. Richard
had to stop off at the toilet so Sarah carried to the self service area and
ordered their drinks.

"Hi gorgeous, where did you spring from?" A voice behind made her jump. She
turned and smiled at the young, nice looking guy in the queue.

"I'm just here helping my Dad," she replied dropping her eyes and blushing.

"And that would be me so don't go bothering my daughter, Paul."

Paul turned quickly and saw Richard standing behind him and so did his
friends in the queue who began laughing.

"Oh sorry Mr Lindley, I didn't realise she was your.. er sorry." He blushed
and went to the back of the queue to join his friends. They would be
ribbing him for days over this.

"I blame you for this," Richard said picking up his coffee.

"Sorry Dad, what do you mean" asked Sarah worried in case he was upset with
her.

"Well if you didn't look so lovely you wouldn't attract so much attention."
He turned and smiled at her and she realised he was joking. She smiled back
and they took their coffees back to the office.  She was so lucky to have
parents like Richard and Clair.

The initial work was mainly collating so she was able to do her own for a
couple of hours. Richard was busy on the PC putting the initial plans
together. At one o'clock he looked up.

"Right, I think we've done enough for today. You ready to take me through
what you have done and then we'll have lunch. Pizza OK?"

"Great Dad, here's what I've got so far." She explained the details of what
she had been working on and then they left.

They went into town to a Pizza Express which was quite busy with shoppers.
The young waiter showed them to a table giving just a little too much
attention to Sarah.  Richard looked up at the ceiling.

"Will you stop it."

This time Sarah knew he was joking and laughed as the waiter handed them
their menus. The meal came with a bottle of wine and they settled down to
eat their pizzas.

"I think we made a good start today although there is still a lot to do. I
reckon we will need about six weeks plus some work at home. You OK with
that?"

"Of course Dad, I'm really glad to be helping and there are one or two
things we will need to think about. We did a case study at school similar
to this and the company said that there were some things they would have
done differently if they had the chance. It would be good if we didn't
repeat their mistakes."

"It would be great if you could do that, we're all a bit green at this but
we didn't want to hire professional consultants and end up paying over the
top."

"No they're quite straightforward things really its just people seem to
forget that they are important.  I'll go back through the assignments next
week and put together a list of points we need to consider.  I'll have a
look on the internet as well and see if there is some information on
there."

"Fantastic," said Richard, "I knew it would be great having you involved.
Sarah swelled almost to busting point with pride. Richard always knew the
right thing to say, as Clair could often testify.

"So, how's things with you. We don't seem to have much chance to chat these
days," Richard asked and took a sip of wine, "any problems?"

"No, everything's good at moment. I'm well ahead with my work and predicted
results look promising."

"Have you made a decision about Uni yet?"

"No the offers are all in but I was thinking about having a year off. Doing
some charity work maybe or just getting a job."

"Would that be as Sarah or Simon?" Richard had the knack of stunning you
with important questions when you weren't expecting it.

"I don't know," Sarah replied, "I haven't really thought about it." It
wasn't a painful subject since things couldn't be better for her, but that
was the problem in some ways.  She was happy ticking along and leaving
things as they stood.

"Well, it seems to me that you are OK as you are but it doesn't look to be
going anywhere at the moment. I must say I haven't seen Simon for a while
since I seem to get in late and Sarah is around most week-ends. Its not a
problem of course but you need to think about what you want to do."

Sarah nodded, "I suppose you right, but its all confusing at the moment"

"So what's confusing you?"

"Well I know I'm Simon really but being Sarah just feels so comfortable and
right. I expect you thought I was just kinky at the beginning but its much
more than that."

"The thought did cross our minds which is why Clair wanted to push you
further to see if you would give it up but you seem to have got into the
role even deeper."

"It just seems to be the natural thing to do."

"So have you thought about changing more permanently?"

"No, I just thought I would carrying on with A levels and then see what
happens next."

"Fair point and we're not going to push you into anything either. Just take
your time and explore your feelings. They will tell what's the right thing
to do and we'll support you all the way."

He held his hand out across the table and Sarah took it. He squeezed it
gently and a tear came to her eye."

"Thanks Dad, that's lovely. I really don't know what I want yet and its
great knowing your both there."

The next few weeks followed a similar pattern with Richard and Sarah going
into work on Saturday and then having lunch together. Richard never raised
the subject of Simon and Sarah again but Sarah felt comfortable that she
could talk about it if she needed to.

She was working on the plans one evening and had been looking at the areas
the company in her case study had said they wished they had
covered. Richard came in to her bedroom to see how see was progressing.

"Hi ya princess, how's it going?" She looked around and smiled. She was
always glad to see her Dad especially when he called her that. She was
wearing a black dress, black tights and no shoes.

"Dad I think I've cracked it, here let me show you."

"That's great. I really think we're there now. I will start preparing the
presentation to the board and run through it with you at the weekend. Are
you around?" Richard said when she had finished.

"Yes, I'll be here."

It took the board nearly three weeks to make the decision since the final
acceptance had to come from Group headquarters. Richard had to run through
his presentation again for them. He arrived home late one evening and they
could both see he had something important to say.

"I got a call from the Chairman today and they have approved the plans,"
said Richard, "and they especially like the process we suggested for making
sure it was implemented successfully which was all down to this lovely
little lady."

"Thanks Dad," said Sarah.

"Yes and well done, darling," said Clair giving him a kiss.

"The Chairman said they were really pleased," he continued, "and on top of
all that they have offered me the job of Operation Director, none of which
I could have done without the help of my two beautiful ladies." He reached
in his pocket and pulled out two long boxes and handed one each to Clair
and Sarah.

"What's this," said Clair opening the box. She gasped when she saw the
Pearl necklace. "Oh Richard, its wonderful, but its Sarah who's done all
the work."

Sarah waited and then opened her box. She went very quite and then a tear
slipped down her cheek for inside was the most beautiful ladies watch she
had ever seen.

"Oh Daddy, thank you," She went around the table and gave him a big
kiss. He hugged her in return.

"My pleasure princess, you deserve it."

"Now I haven't accepted the job yet because there is condition attached,"
continued Richard looking serious for a moment, "Part of the function
initially is to set up the new factory over in Cambridge on the head office
site which would mean we would have to move.  Anyone mind that?"

"No," said Clair, "I'm sure there will be lots of solicitors offices in
Cambridge, I'll pick up something easily enough. Anyway I was beginning to
get fed up here, they are so behind the times it's untrue. But what about
you Sarah, what will you do? I expect you'll be going off to uni anyway."

"Well I was thinking off have a gap year so I don't know what I'll be doing
yet. She had been offered places at various universities just to be safe
but wasn't expecting to take them up.

"But who would be coming Simon or Sarah," asked Richard, "not that it would
be a problem since no one would know you either way."

"I don't know," she said "but I would like to come with you though."

"I think now would be a good time to think about the future," said Clair.
"Sarah has been around for about eighteen months and even when your Simon I
hardly notice the difference these days. This could be an opportunity to
move things along and see what happens."

"I don't understand, what do you mean?" said Sarah.

"Well, I have noticed how you seem to enjoying being Sarah every chance you
get so why don't we make it full time, for a while at least. I think its
time you made your mind up, Simon or Sarah. At the moment you seem to be
somewhere in between and its going nowhere."

It was strange that she had used the same expression as Richard but they
had not discussed the matter. Sarah understood now what she was saying. It
was something she had been feeling herself but had never been able to put
into words.

"How about you become Sarah full time when we move, for a year, say and
then we'll review things to see what you want to do for the future. Of
course if you change your mind in the meantime and want to go back to being
Simon that's fine but it'll confuse the hell out Richard."

They all laughed.

"Oh Mum that would be wonderful. Yes I want to do it, Dad can I?

"I think its already decided." They all hugged each other again.

Richard arranged for the start date of his new job and the move to take
place after Sarah had sat her A levels in mid June. She knew she would do
well but concentrated on them just the same. They had found a house just
outside of the centre to make it easier for Clair to get into town. The
factory and office were on the outskirts of town in an industrial area so
Richard would need to drive. It was a larger Victorian terrace house with a
small garden and large rooms. Sarah loved hers' immediately. It had an
enormous built in wardrobe and all the draws and shelves a young girl about
town could want.

The move went smoothly and they had been there about a week and were just
starting to get straight. Clair found a job at a solicitors in town but did
not need to start for another week. They were just finishing their
breakfast one morning after Richard had left for work.

"Well young lady," said Clair, "You've been married to those jeans for
about three weeks now, its about time we found you something nicer to
wear. How about hitting the shops this afternoon.  Much as I love this
house it would be nice to get out for a while."

Sarah too had been busy and hadn't had time to wear her dresses or skirts
since most of the time they were getting grubby moving boxes around and
putting things away. In fact not much had changed since they had left
Warwick and she was so used to Simon being around, for some of the time
least, that she had forgotten the deal they had all made.

"You're right, if I am going to be Sarah full time I ought to sort a few
things out."

They got ready after lunch and left the house to walk into town. They had
been unpacking the last of the boxes and both were very dusty. Sarah showed
and dressed quickly. It was a warm day so she decided to go bare
legged. However they would be trying on clothes in the changing room so she
thought she had better wear something a bit more functional rather than
pretty including her panties.  She didn't want anything to slip out
especially if one of the assistants were to help out and get a bit to
close.

They spent the next couple of hours browsing the shops mostly for the first
time. Neither had anything in particular to buy but Sarah did need to build
up her supply of clothes ready for her new life.

They were looking around one of the big departments stores when Clair
mentioned she needed some tights. Sarah enjoyed looking at the various
types of nylons admiring the different shades and styles. She would need
quite a few pairs to replenish her stocks especially if she was going to
find a job as well. She moved around the aisle and realised that the
section she was in was a display of stockings. She picked up the packets
noticing the different types and colours, lace-top, fine, patterned and
many others.

"They look nice," said Clair coming up behind her.

"I've never really worn them before," replied Sarah.

"Well they are nice in the summer, tights can be irritating at times when
it's hot and of course men love them. That's something you will also have
to think about by the way."

"How do you mean?" asked Sarah.

They gathered their purchases together and headed over to the tills. Sarah
grabbed three pairs of fully fashioned stockings as she moved off although
she was not sure what that meant.

"Come on lets have a break and we'll talk about it over coffee."

They left the department store and found a small coffee house just off the
high street. It was late afternoon by now and just a few shop-weary
stragglers were taking a final pit stop before heading home.

They sat down and Sarah bit into a slice of chocolate gateaux which had
screamed at her to pick it up as they ordered their cappuccinos and, of
course, she couldn't refuse the demands of a close friend.

"So here we are then and it looks like Sarah will be around for a while
now, how are you feeling?"

"Strange, these last few weeks have been busy and I've hardly thought about
it. Coming out today was nice, relaxing in some ways even though we seem to
have done a lot."  Sarah looked at the bags scattered all over the
floor. "It all feels good at the moment. Why do you ask ?"

"Well you're eighteen now and, even though it may sound odd in some ways,
you're a very pretty girl," Sarah lowered her eyes and blushed, "and
Richard certainly appreciates having a daughter around, you both seem to
have grown closer over this last year."

"I suppose we have especially working together on the project, Dad's really
nice about all this. He was a good choice Mum," they both laughed.

"I feel close to you as well though," added Sarah quickly, "and our odd
trips out to the shops have been great. I remember when we first went out
together like this after you holiday last year. It was fun being together
and I could not have done any of this without your help."

"Yes, you're right," agreed Clair, "I can't really imagine Simon being too
keen on coming out shopping with me. There is something else I want to
mention though, have you thought about boys?  It's something you have to
face since there will be some that will find you very attractive and will
ask you out on a date. I presume you are interested in boys and Simon isn't
lurking around in there somewhere making things complicated?"

Sarah laughed, "No it's all OK, I am attracted to boys I know that. I did
have a few girlfriends years ago when I was Simon but nothing came of
it. It just never felt right although we all got on fine as friends."

"What about boyfriends?" asked Clair.

Sarah went quite for a moment not sure how much to tell Clair about Ben, if
anything.

"Well there was a boy but he moved away, I don't know if you remember, his
name was Ben," Clair nodded, "we spent the week-end at his sister house in
Stratford once looking after her dogs while she and her husband were
away. I suppose that was when Sarah was really born. He was very nice and
very understanding."

Clair nodded and continued listening.

"That's it really. I became Sarah and we went out a couple of times, and
stayed in as well but nothing ...er serious happened, before you ask."
Sarah smiled guessing what her Mother might be thinking.

"I wasn't going to, you were old enough to make you own decisions in any
case. The point is, like I said, you're going to have think about what sort
of social life you want to have here unless you are planning to become a
monk, or rather a num," they both laughed again, "still I must say black
does suit you."

" Yes, I know what you are saying but I really haven't thought about it."

"The same problem could arise with a girlfriend as well. At what stage
would you tell her if at all.  It's something to think about especially if
you became really good friends."

"mmmm I hadn't thought of that either. What should I do?" asked Sarah.

"The important thing, especially where boys are concerned, is to be
careful," Clair held out her hand and Sarah took it squeezing her Mother
fingers gently, "you have made a choice, for now anyway, that many wouldn't
dream of making and there may be some difficult times ahead. We don't want
to see you get hurt."

"Thanks Mum. I don't know what I will do yet maybe I'll just play it by ear
for a while and see what happens but I will be careful, promise."

Clair smiled however Sarah could not see the concern behind those tough
lips.

That evening Clair decided it was time to christen their new dining room
properly and cooked a three course meal packing Richard and Sarah off to
get changed. She had decided it was to be a celebration both for the house
and for Sarah. Sarah was pleased she would get the chance to try her new
little black dress they had found in a small shop just before they came
home.

She showered quickly and prepared her make up, she could hardly wait to
pull the new dress on.  She looked in the draw for a black underwear set
and then searched for a black suspender belt for the stockings she had
bought. Tonight she would really go to town.

She opened the packet and was delighted at how fine and light they
were. She had chosen a colour called Illusion which was almost transparent
but with the slightest hint of suntan. They felt wonderful as she pulled
one over her hand as she did so often with her tights. She slipped her toe
in the stocking and gently pulled it all the way up her leg and clipped on
the two black suspender buttons. She quickly pulled on the other stocking
and clipped it in the same way and then stood up to admire her legs in the
large wall mirror Richard had put up for her.

The reflection was beautiful and very sexy. The feel of the stocking as
they rubbed up against each other was thrilling, something she had never
experienced before and the tautness of the elastic suspenders as she walked
around the room was breathtaking. She unwrapped the dress and stepped into
it pulling it up over her slim hips and onto her shoulders slightly
struggling with the zip and not being able to manage the clip at all. Clair
would have to help with that she thought.

She found some black high heels in the bottom of the wardrobe and eased
them over her petite toes and onto her heels. They fitted snugly and gave
her legs an even better shape she noticed. A swift spay of her favourite
perfume and she was ready to go down and help Clair with the dinner.

Just as she shut the door of her room Richard came out of the main bedroom.

"Oh my God," his face was frozen, "you look absolutely gorgeous."

"Thanks Dad, can you just help me with this clip." She turned her back and
leaned forward. She felt his strong fingers grip the top of the dress and
heard the clip engage.

"There, just perfect now."

She turned just as he leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. She
hugged him hard.

"What was that for?" he asked but not objecting.

"Just wanted to say how much I love you and thanks."

"My pleasure princess," he said stepping back and taking her hand, "it's
all my pleasure. Come on let's go down."

Clair had done wonders in the short time available and had also managed to
get changed as well.  She didn't exactly outshine her daughter but Richard
would have had a problem choosing. Luckily neither of them were cruel
enough to make him. He knew he would have fun later in any case helping one
of his lovely ladies to get out of the clothes she had recently put on. As
Clair dished up the first course and sat down Richard poured the wine.

"Well here's to Sarah, welcome and it's good to have you around," said
Richard raising his glass and smiling at Sarah.

"Cheers," echoed Clair, "and good luck."

Sarah smiled thinking how perfect everything was. Surely nothing could
possibly go wrong.



Deedi also has her own story called Deedi Emerges.
Any comments and feedback gratefully received robz8000@hotmail.com

The final part of the trilogy telling how the two girls cope with their new
lives together will be called - Coming Home.