Headlights Girl

by Catherine Linda Michel

Part 12 End Of Book One

 

When I awoke, Monday morning, I was alone in bed. For just a moment I wondered where Eric had gone and then it hit me. He was leaving this morning! Had I missed him leaving?

Frantically I jumped out of bed, not really awake all the way. I threw on a robe and ran out of the bedroom. I checked his bedroom on the way to the kitchen, as well as the bathroom, but he wasn't in either of them. In fact, his bed was stripped and the blankets, sheets and spread were folded and in a laundry basket!

I ran into the kitchen and still didn't see Eric and my heart plummeted down to my toes. Whipping my head back and forth, looking all over the rest of the house, my hair flying in front of my face, I still didn't see Eric anywhere! Damn, Damn, DAMN!

Then, I spotted something by the front door. It was a suitcase! I ran over to it and lifted it off the floor. It was FULL! He HADN'T left yet. I put it back on the floor and ran back to my bedroom. I grabbed some clothes and quickly got dressed, not wanting to miss the chance to say good-bye to him. I don't remember if what I grabbed to wear, matched or not. I wasn't concerned about that. I didn't even bother to run a brush through my hair. As soon as I was dressed, I ran back to the kitchen, catching Eric as he was coming back in to grab that last suitcase.

I ran to him and threw my arms around him, hugging him to me as tightly as I could, and I buried my face in his shoulder. Then I turned my face up to his and, putting my arms around his neck, I pulled him down to my face and I kissed him for all I was worth, tears already streaking their way down my cheeks.

"Oh my God, Eric!" I cried. "I thought I'd missed you! I'm so glad I didn't, though because I would have been inconsolable all day if I had! Why were you sneaking off, you stinker?" And I slapped him on his shoulder.

"Im sorry, Holly." He replied. "I didn't want there to be a scene, and I knew there would BE one. I know how you're feeling right now. I went through it too, on MY first day as Holly, all by myself. Frank had left without so much as a word of goodbye to me, four days into my training and, when I woke up on that first day, I was so lonely and lost. He didn't do a very good job of training me, and it took me a couple of weeks longer than it should have to really get into being Holly. I di..mummmph!"

I didn't let him finish whatever it was that he was going to say, I just mashed his lips with mine again, and I didn't let him go, even though I could tell he really wanted to. I guess I thought that, as long as I held onto him, he wouldn't be able to get out the door, and he wouldn't leave me. I knew that it was a silly thing to think, but I wasn't really thinking at that point. I was going strictly on emotions, and THEY were telling me not to let go.

Finally though, I had to. Yes, I was crying, and yes, Eric tried to comfort me, but we both knew that this had to happen. Eric had to get on with his life, and I needed to get on with my NEW life. When Eric finally disengaged himself from my arms, he stood there for a second or two, looking me right in my eyes. His hand came up and gently wiped away some of the tears from my face, and he smiled a sad kind of smile.

"Don't cry, Holly." He said, gently. "You knew this day was coming, just like I did. I know it isn't easy for you. It isn't easy for me either, Holly, but it has to be. I have things I have to do and so do you, and we can't do them if I stay here, so as much as I'd LIKE to stay here with you, I can't."

He pulled me close into a tender hug, and I could feel him take a deep, ragged breath.

"I'll never forget you, Holly." He murmured in my ear. "I'll never forget and I'll always be there for you if you ever need me. I left my cell phone number on the fridge, along with a beeper number. If you ever, and I mean EVER need me, you call me, and I'll do everything in my power to get to you, I promise. Now, you gotta let me go. I have a cab waiting, and it's gonna cost me a fortune in overtime fees if I don't get out of here." And he chuckled a bit as he said that.

He gently pushed away from me. My arms didn't want to let him go, but he was insistent and I finally let go of him. I stood there, trembling, crying, trying to be brave and failing miserably at the job. I couldn't look him in his eyes. My lips were trembling and I was on the verge of a complete crying fit, I could feel it. He picked up the suitcase and started toward the door, but stopped as he was going through it, turning to me and saying,

"You're going to do great as Holy. In my time at the club, I've talked to all the girls there and none of them had as much trouble as you did, getting used to the idea of becoming a sexy woman, but at the same time, none of them had so much emotional garbage to unlearn. You came a HELL of a long way in a very short time, and you've made me proud to know you. If, at the end of your three years, you decide to go back to being Jimmy, you give me a call, and I'll do everything I can to help you find new work if you want it, a place to stay, whatever you need or want. I consider you a friend, Holly and I don't forget or turn my back on friends."

He started out the door then, but stopped one more time and looked at me intently.

"Make me proud of you, Holly. Be the best damned Holly that club has ever seen. You can do it. I have faith in you. Now I gotta go. Be a good girl, and don't forget me, okay? I..I.. I love you, Holly." And with that he went out the door, closing it behind him.

I just stood there, tears rolling down my cheeks, heartbroken. Oh, I KNEW he had to leave. I knew he had his life to restart and I didn't want to be in the way of that, but at the same time, I didn't want to be all alone either. I missed him already, and I just sank to my knees and them to my butt, crying my eyes out. I really can't say how long I sat there sobbing, but after awhile, I got up, went to the counter in the kitchen and grabbed a handful of tissues from a box there and tried to clean the tears from my face.

Going from the kitchen to the living room, I sat down on the couch and pulled the afghan off the back of it, wrapping that around me and sinking back into the cushions. I didn't turn on the TV or a radio. I just sat there, feeling lost and abandoned, and crying a little bit more. I guess I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, I could hear someone ringing the doorbell!

I really didn't want to talk to anyone, but then I thought, 'It might be Eric, coming back to tell me he changed his mind and is going to stay!! I jumped up from the couch, the afghan falling to the floor, forgotten, and raced to the door. I yanked it open, but instead of Eric standing there, it was Nancy!

"Hi honey." She said. Can I come in? I know that Eric just left and you're probably feeling real sad, and I understand that. He's a rare male, that's for certain. However, my girl, you have things to do today, and I am here to help you through them, and to keep you company as well. You can't sit around here all day, all alone, feeling sorry for yourself anyway. You have to go to work at the club tonight, and you're going to want to look your best for that, so I decided to come over, take you out to lunch and for a little shopping and then to the salon so you'll look as pretty as a picture when you get to the club tonight."

She stepped into the room and immediately took me into her arms, and I started to cry again.

"I know. I know, Holly. You're probably feeling all abandoned and that's only right. For a whole week, you and Eric have been sharing something very special. He's a special man, and he believes in you. Now don't let him down. You march yourself right into that bathroom and get into that tub and get cleaned up. Then we are going out for a girls day out! No arguments, young lady! Now move! She said with a little giggle.

She pushed me away from her and swatted my butt to get me moving and, at first, I wanted to punch her right in the face, but that little giggle got to me somehow. I sort of half smiled at her and said,

"Yes SIR! Right away SIR!" And I mock saluted her.

Actually, I didn't really want to go out anywhere, but I could tell from the sound of Nancy's voice, that she wasn't going to take no for an answer, so I went on into the bathroom and started filling the tub. Quickly undressing, I went back into my bedroom and chose some casual clothes to change into and went back to the bathroom. I grabbed a towel and shut off the water. Testing the temperature of the water in the tub, I found it to be just a bit high so I ran some cold water in and, after checking again, and adding some scented bath beads to the water, I climbed into the tub.

I took my time in there, soaking away my hurt and all the traces of my tears. Softly washing every part of this woman's body, it never failed to amaze me how it was so soft and smooth, and sensitive. The slightest touch, one I probably wouldn't have even felt as Jimmy, seemed to be almost too harsh and rough on my new skin, and even the gentlest touch on my private parts was enough to set off a few shivers. The sweetly scented water seemed to help a lot and I was feeling much better as the water cooled.

Finishing up, I patted myself dry and got out of the tub. Wrapping the towel around me, sarong style, I tended to my hair which I hadn't bothered to wash seeing as how Nancy was going to wash and set it at the salon anyway. I brushed it and it seemed to just fall almost automatically into gentle waves that cascaded down my back, almost to the small of my back. I quickly cleaned up after myself and went into the bedroom and got dressed. Nothing elaborate. Just a comfortable pair of slacks and a blouse, over a plain white bra and cotton panties. A pair of socks and some low heeled flats completed my outfit for the day out and I sat down at the vanity to apply a light coat of makeup.

I never needed very much makeup as Holly. It seemed that the bodysuit was perfect as it was, so just a bit of powder and a dab of light pink lipstick were all I really needed. Oh I knew that I would need quite a bit more than that at work, but for daytime shopping and lunch, it was more than enough. Finishing that up, I got up and, after putting the top of the vanity back in order, I went back out to the main living area where Nancy was sitting on the couch, waiting for me.

I presented myself for her approval, doing a little 360 degree turn to show myself off a little bit, saying,

"Ta Daaahh! Well, How do I look? Do I pass inspection sir?"

Nancy got up and gave a close look-over.

"Well, not bad, Holly. I think you've got this girl thing down pat. I can probably still show you a few tricks at the salon later, but this'll do nicely for shopping and lunch. Now grab your jacket and purse and lets get shopping, girl!"

It was about 10:00 in the morning when we started out of the house. I locked the door behind me and we climbed into my hot little Mustang. I looked over at Nancy and said,

'Buckle up, lady. We're ready to launch!"

I started the car and peeled out of the driveway like Ralf Schumaker(formula one driver)headed for the first turn at Le Mans. The acceleration pushed us back in the seats and we were at the speed limit in nothing flat. Nancy said,

"My GOODNESS, girl! Take it easy! I want to get where we're going in one piece! You don't have to be at the club until 6 and we have lots of time, so slow down!"

I kind of giggled a bit. That little 'Stang never ceased to amaze me. It's performance was incredible! I did slow down a bit, though. Somehow though, every time I drove that little car, it cheered me up.

Well, Nancy gave me directions and, before very long at all, we were arriving at a huge mall. I knew this place from my Jimmy days as a great place for girl watching and it had a great arcade, but somehow, I didn't think I was going to be doing any girl watching and I KNEW I wouldn't be able to play any games in the arcade, since Nancy obviously had plans for me and they didn't include any video games, I was certain.

I was right too.. Nancy's plans included a lot of clothing, jewelry and undergarment stores and well as shoe stores, but NO arcade. DAMN! I must have tried on at least two dozen different outfits of outer clothing, and double that much underwear, and probably 10 different pairs of shoes! By the time we hit the jewelry stores, I was already getting a bit fatigued!

I ended up with three new pairs of earrings, a couple of bracelets and necklaces, and some rings. The salesgirl at one of the stores tried to talk me into getting my belly button pierced, but I turned that down. I was still getting used to having holes in my EARS, let alone putting holes in my body!

We ended up with several bags full of clothes and shoes, as well as the jewelry and some makeup that Nancy said I "just HAD to have", so we went out to the car and put the bags in the trunk and then went back inside to get some lunch. While we ate, it was kind of fun to watch people going past our table out in the mall, especially the guys. They'd walk by where we were sitting and, a few seconds later, some of them would walk by again, going in the opposite direction. I figured they were probably looking for someone, but Nancy, seeing what was happening said,

"Hon, they are checking you out! They see a VERY pretty girl having lunch with, if I say so myself, slightly older, but still very attractive, woman and they are taking every chance to look at you, and me, I hope!" And she giggled a bit at that.

WELL! That was an aspect of being a beautiful woman I had forgotten about! Certainly _I_ had always done that sort of thing as Jimmy, but somehow I'd never thought about being on the "other side" as it were! At first I was embarrassed by it, but gradually, with Nancy's seeming acceptance of being the 'checkee', I started to feel proud that I looked good enough to cause men to take second and even third looks at me. I even began to FLIRT a little bit, by catching the glances of some of the guys and smiling a little bit, back at them! Something like that would have NEVER occurred to me when I was a guy, but doing it as Holly, seemed all right, in fact it was fun!

We finished our lunch and, after a quick trip to the ladies room to fix out faces and take care of 'other' things, we wandered a bit more around the mall, but Nancy said we should get to her salon so she'd have plenty of time to 'fix me up' for work that night, so we left and got back into my little Ford 'rocket' and headed for her salon.

Following Nancy's instructions, we got there without any incidents and didn't get lost at all. We walked in and Nancy was greeted by a chorus of 'hellos' and, 'Hi Hons', and even a, 'oops! The Boss is here! Better look busy girls!' Nancy just smiled and shook a finger at all the workers and customers there, as if in a good natured warning gesture. She escorted me to a chair and told me to just relax for a bit while one or more of the workers finished up with what they were doing, and then they would start on my 'makeover'.

Now, I COULD go into a lot of detail about what they did and how long it took, and what they used on me, but unless you're a girl, it really isn't of much interest to you, right? So I won't, except to say that it was a whole new experience for me. Having my hair washed and set, having people work on my skin and nails and face and generally spending the afternoon being pampered was, well, it was therapeutic is what it was. By the time they were finished with me, I hardly recognized myself in the mirrors. I was a real knockout!

Look. Holly without makeup and in casual clothes was a beautiful woman. Holly all decked out in new clothes and completely made up was a traffic stopper! I had never imagined, in my wildest dreams that I would be looking into a mirror and seeing a gorgeous babe like Holly staring back at me in wide eyed surprise, but there I was. Without trying to sound smug, or immodest about it, I was the babe to end all babes! The funny thing was? I LIKED it!

I made faces at myself in the mirror, trying to imitate the sexy facial expressions I had always seem girls like I now was, make in magazines and on TV, and I started turning myself on! It felt a lot different than getting turned on as a guy, felt, but it was just as intense, maybe even more intense! Nancy and the girls there let me carry on for a bit, but then she stopped me by saying.

"Yes, Holly. You ARE beautiful. That's one of the reasons that people keep coming back to HEADLIGHTS to eat and for entertainment. The girls there are uniformly incredibly beautiful and sexy. Part of the training you've gotten from the tapes and from the suit itself will help you in presenting yourself as a sexual female to the men, for the most part, who are regulars there. That same training has imprinted, in your mind, who Holly's 'regulars' are and how to treat each one of them. Now, your work uniforms are at the club. You can change there, or wear one home and change there as long as you bring it back the next night. Each girl has three uniforms, so you can have one in the cleaners almost all the time."

I just sat there, taking all that in. It also dawned on me that I remembered EVERY step of what was done to me at the salon as well! What's more, I remembered how to DO it for myself! All I had to do was think about it and the exact steps of doing my makeup like they had done it, was right there in my mind, including the techniques of applying it! Amazing stuff, that programming. I just sat there shaking my head at the amount of thought and effort it had to have taken to build the bodysuits.

Nancy aroused me from my little reverie, saying,

"Well, Holly my girl, how do you feel now? A bit better than you did this morning?"

She moved close to me and took me in her arms.

"Yes, Holly, you WILL miss Eric, but you're going to find that, in the next three years, you're going to be having so much fun and making so much money, that Eric is going to fade in your memory. Oh, you'll never forget him, and he'll always be someone very special to you, but you are going to NEED the memories of him less and less as time goes on. Trust me, my girl. Okay?"

I knew that she was right, and I knew that Eric WAS always going to be 'someone special' in my life. He had given me the most fantastic opportunity anyone could give another. The chance to live as, to BE, someone else, completely. Someone so different from who I WAS, that it was like being gifted with a totally new life. I also knew that it was going to be a life that would teach me more, EARN me more, than I ever could have as Jimmy. When I left the salon that afternoon to go back home to get changed for work, I was finally in the right frame of mind.

I still knew that I was really Jimmy, wearing an incredibly realistic 'womansuit' and that the feminine behavior I now treated as natural was really just an 'overlay' if you will, on my real mind, but I also knew that I would not only fulfill my obligation of three years to the club, but it was very likely that I'd 're-up' and do three more, maybe even go the same route that Nancy did and really become Holly for the rest of my life.

However, I had time to think about that. I didn't know where this trip was going to take me, but I DID know that it was going to be one hell of a ride, and I was going to do everything I could to enjoy every step along the way. Nothing had been forced on me. Nothing had been done to me that I didn't agree to of my own free will, and nothing WOULD be done to me unless I either requested it, or was dumb enough to flout the rules at the club and be punished for it. I believed what Eric and Nancy had told me about, if I had to, I could get out of my contract at any time, and somehow I knew that they hadn't lied to me at all about anything.

Arriving back at my house, I parked the car and gathered all my purchases, taking them with me into the house. I placed them in my bedroom, deciding to unpack them after work. Going to my closet I pulled out my work uniform. Work uniform! Yeah! Right! A white t-shirt with antique car headlights on it and a pair of short, short shorts that barely covered the globes of my ass! Well, I knew what it would be before I agreed to any of this and while I was still just a little bit concerned about appearing in front of people wearing such a skimpy outfit, I was also a little excited about it at the same time!

The next three years were sure gonna be interesting, THAT was for sure! I parked in the lot at HEADLIGHTS and locked the car. I went up to the back door and knocked and, in a couple of minutes the door opened and there stood Tiny. He looked at me and began to smile. Then, without any warning, he SCOOPED me up in a huge hug, saying,

"I KNEW you was gonna be back Holly! I TOLD Eric that he chose da right person to take over. I got a second sense about dis kinda stuff and I'm almost never wrong. You are gonna enjoy da next tree years, and I'm here to see dat nobody gives ya no crap, okay? You get any problems at all, here or anywhere else, you just yell for Tiny and I'll be dere faster dan ya can say boo. Now, Get yer cute little butt in here and get ta work, girl! Da customers is waitin on ya!"

He put me down and gave my butt a little, gentle swat to send me on my way. Geeze! What was it about my butt that everyone wanted to swat it? I looked behind me at my butt. Oh yeah. It WAS kinda cute! I scampered to the dressing room and stowed my purse. Then I looked up the head waitress to report in for work. She clued me in on who was here, how many and where and I began the most wonderful three years of my life.

Now, honey. I told you that whole story because I did sign up for three more years, so I've done two tours of duty. I've decided to not become a real woman, but I'm going to go to management and put in a request to purchase the suit so I can go back to being Jimmy, but I can also become Holly for short periods of time. I've come to really like the feeling of being a woman, but I need to get back to being Jimmy most of the time.

You've been coming here at least 4 nights a week for the last two years and I've come to really like you. I also think you need a change in your life so I'm offering you a chance to replace me here at HEADLIGHTS You seem like a really great guy and I think you'd benefit from spending some time as a great girl. Everything I've told you is true and there isn't anything I haven't told you, so what do you think, hon? I'm gonna leave here with over a quarter of a million dollars in my bank account and that's counting what it's going to cost me to keep the suit, if they let me.

I want you to come home with me after work tonight and I'll prove it to you the same way that Eric proved it to me. Then you'll have the weekend to make your decision. Meet me in the parking lot after work? You WILL! Oh that's just SUPER, (insert YOUR name here)________!

I PROMISE you that this is going to be the experience of your lifetime! See you after work, sweetie, okay? You'll recognize my car in the lot and Tiny will let you into it to wait for me. It's the Red Viper with the plates that read, HLYS TY.(Holly's Toy) Yeah, I know. I loved that little Mustang, but it got too tame for me after a couple of years. (Giggle) See ya later then, honey! I gotta get back to work. There's some really big tippers coming in and they LOVE it when I dance for them after I deliver their drinks and food! Byeeeee for now!

  

  

  

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