But I guess before things could become perfect there were some serious obstacles to take. It started when I ran into Karen in a convenience store, the woman who made a pass at me during the Christmas party, the wife of an upper manager. She was upset with me because I had suddenly disappeared and I tried to explain how I had accidentally ended up in a different party. She was still apparently thinking that we had something together and she started kissing me and groping me and suddenly her hand was in my pants... finding nothing. She pulled away with a curse, calling me a sissy and a faggot before she left the store.

Two days later I was called in my boss's office and I was reminded of an error I had made more than six months before. Three or four customers were affected and I worked two days and a night non-stop to fix the issues for them and smooth everything out. Now he said three customers has officially filed complaints and demanded compensation for loss of business due to our mistakes. My mistakes, he made it very clear. The company had paid up and I would loose a percentage of my salary. I was also put on a personal improvement plan, which meant that any mistake on my side could or would be reason to terminate my employment.

It was upsetting as I take a lot of pride in my work, always have decent reviews, and all companies affected at the time had appreciated my efforts to fix the problems in such a short time.

I think Barbara, the one secretary that's my age, took a pity on me, she must have heard about my PIP. She invited me to lunch the next day and we actually had a bit of fun bashing the managers at the company. She said her boss was continuously harassing her but she needed the job so she just let him. I told her that her boss's wife had made a pass on me during the Christmas party, but I managed to get away from her. We agreed that the two were perfect for each other. Barb noticed I was only eating a small meal and I had to explain how I was dieting to improve my figure. And although she joked about her being jealous about my figure being more sexy than her own I couldn't prevent my cheeks from turning red. She brushed my hand, feeling how soft my skin was, thanks to all kind of cremes that Iona had given me. She saw how perfectly shaped my nails were and then noticed a tiny dot of polish that I forgot to remove that morning as I was in a hurry. And each of these things by itself would not have given me away but together she concluded that I had very girly features.

I made her promise to keep my secret and explained that I would come out soon. She was so excited for me but also for herself she confessed, as there finally would be another girl her age. She said she'd help me as good as possible in the company but also personally if I needed someone. It was sweet to have found a new friend.

It didn't matter though. The next day there was a fire alarm exactly when I was in the bathroom. It took me perhaps two minutes to break off my business and clean myself up but when I came out of the building as the last person I knew I was in trouble. I apparently did not take fire drills serious enough and since that was a violation of my PIP they had no other option than letting me go. They would pay me $3000 if I would sign a form that I would not sue. I could see myself already in court explaining why it took me so long to wipe myself after peeing, why did I not simply use the urinal? So I took the money, at least that would pay for my permanent hair removal. And I packed my stuff. When I reached my car, Barb came running out, telling me how sorry she was. When her boss found out the day before that she'd gone out for lunch with me he had drilled her on what was all discussed. And he knew about my transition, she said, even though she'd tried to keep it a secret. But probably enough was said to give him confirmation. And then this morning her boss had kept an eye on me and right after I went to the restroom he had activated the fire alarm.

So it was all a setup I realized although I think that Barb was a victim too. She wanted me to stay in touch and she would still help me best as she could. She cried when she hugged me goodbye.

Iona nor Eve were surprised. It's hard enough for a woman to hold up in a company that is male driven. But almost impossible for a transgender person. And when Karen found out I was going through a transition when we met in the store she must have told her husband. And he must have worked on my boss to find something against me. I basically had no chance.

Timing wise it wasn't the worst. It was time to give up on my lease anyway and move on with Eve's plan. In the next few weeks I sold my car and most of my furniture and even clothes. I got laser therapy, officially changed my name and moved in with Eve as her cousin trying to make it in the Big Apple. And after another week I broke up as Pierre with Iona because she wouldn't start a new life with me in the Midwest. And that's how Pierre disappeared from New York never to be seen again.

That night my breast forms were glued on for good or until I had my own real ones at least. I wanted my crotch area to be permanently female as well, not like Iona who still allowed her tiny dick to come out when having sex with me, with us. Iona ordered the most realistic prosthetic vagina for me and for the last few days of my manhood still being accessible Eve wanted it badly. We would soon find out that she was pregnant.

Although it was a bit of a show that we put up for neighbors and co-workers it was fun to go through "first" dates again, now as a lesbian couple. A bit of a shock for some but we looked good together and it was generally accepted. Iona pulled a few strings at her office and soon I had a new job in customer service. Work wise not too different from my old job but the environment was so different. Top to bottom a good mix of men and women and an open mind to gays, lesbians and transgenders. At some point I managed to get Barbara a job here as well.

It may sound crazy but once I started hormones the road to full womanhood was on a fasttrack. I actually had my final surgery before Iona. We became the proud parents of Diana, as Eve gave her child up to us from the moment she was born. Technically I was her father but I was made for motherhood while Iona provided for the family through her growing career. Since then we've celebrated Christmas with a special memory of that "boring" office party. It shows that with enough patience anyone can find their match.