The Decision
By TJ Williams
Page [ 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 ]
Ten men, three lads and one woman were waiting for Peter back at work. Mary was at Alison's looking adter the children as Alsion, acommpnaied by David, entered the office.
"I know there have been a lot of rumours about me. Well, I'm here to face them. Yes - I am a transvestite. I wear dresses, skirts and blouses, but that doesn't make me any the less the boss I am. However, there are a few people who may not agree. As you know, my wife had a serious accident today, and I was caught in this dress. I may as well put my cards on the table - I intend to stay in a dress as often as I can. I'm not going to chat any of you up - none of you are handsome enough" he joked, getting a few chuckles, "and if any of you want to leave I will accept your resignations. I won't stay out here any longer, I know you have a lot to discuss. I'll be in my office until five, but then I'll have to leave."
"I want to know where I stand with my firm, perhaps you would give me your answers by then."
Alison sat alone going through the jobs. Irene was hard to get from her thoughts. As she got up and walked around, her clothing seemed natural, although she doubted that she would have a firm left by five o'clock.
Ten minutes after her maiden speech, David entered her office with a letter in his hand. Certain it was a letter of resignation, Alison said "I thought you needed the job..."
She took the letter, and read the contents. Looking at David, they walked in silence back into the outer office.
She looked round at her employees, and said "You have taken me by surprise - thank you for all your support."
With the backing of her staff behind her, David drove Alison home. Now she faced another dilemna: the children. It took a while to explain to them why their dad was wearing a dress, but in the end, Alison got her point through.
She gave Irene's request as to what she should wear a lot of thought before deciding to comply. Mary had stayed behind to help out and was the first to see Alison in her new attire. "You look pretty. Are you wearing it to the hospital?"
"Yes, and to work as well. Do you mind looking after the children?"
"Of course not. Now off you go."
Irene was sat up in bed talking to her parents when Alison entered the ward. They were the two people she had forgotten about.
Irene's parents glared at the woman walking towards them. Alison knew she should never have arrived in a skirt - it was stupid and irresponsible.
"It took courage for you to do what you have done. Irene has been telling me." said Doctor Longhurst.
"Mum, Dad, this is Alison, the dearest friend and companion that anyone could wish for" said Irene.
"But what about Peter, why's he not here? Is he putting his work before you again?" her mother asked.
Page [ 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 ]
[ Back to Transgender Fiction ]
Copyright © Transformation 2006
0.139489173889
