This is the third part of a 4 part story from my short series entitled 'Purely a Business Arrangement'.

Copyright - Lorna Elizabeth Black 2004

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Purely a Business Arrangement – Anna

by Lorna Elizabeth Black

part 3

 

The tale continues, where the business flourishes and so do relationships.

 

The story so far-

Whether by some action instigated by myself or some plan on behalf of my landlady, I have been persuaded to completely dress in women's clothes. I can honestly say that I enjoyed the experience. My landlady, Janet, then made the proposal that I could rent a spare room as business premises but there was a catch. She said that because of criticism from her relatives about taking in a male lodger, let alone renting a room as business premises to a man, she had come up with the plan that should I now present myself as female, things could be a lot easier. 'Purely a Business Arrangement,' as she put it.

With a few hesitant moments I have embraced my new found femininity to become my new self, Anna. But now decisions have to made for the future. Although originally I thought the changes I would need to make were only part time and for the sake of appearances only, it looks like there may be more a degree of permanence about the whole arrangement, this 'Purely a Business Arrangement.'

Now read on.

Chapter 6 – Changeover

We sat together at table having breakfast, both wearing negligees over our nightdresses.

Janet said, "I have to ask the question. As much as last night was wonderful, where do you we go from here?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, things have become more complicated."

"Why?"

"For a start, I think you might want to stay as Anna and if you do, that changes my ideas for setting up your business here."

"But I thought you were trying to get me into skirts and dresses anyway."

"I was, but only for the time it took to change over your business premises. All I was trying to do was to get you to feel comfortable wearing women's clothes. That's why I went to such extremes to cajole you into dressing in the most feminine things I could think of. That's why I even got you breast forms, so you get some idea what it's really like to have breasts. My thinking was, if I could make you reasonably comfortable wearing these things, you would find wearing things less frilly and fancy quite acceptable."

"Oh." I felt crest fallen at this.

"So, I say it again, where do we go from here?"

"Now I don't know."

"You see,

I wasn't expecting you to embrace the idea of Anna with such enthusiasm.

I wasn't expecting you to want to become Anna full time.

I wasn't expecting to fall in love with Anna."

 

I was speechless.

I was gob smacked.

After pulling myself together, I rose from my chair, bent over and kissed Janet on the lips and whispered, "Thank you. I feel the same about you."

"Do you?"

"Yes, I've been in love with you since I first came to stay."

"Have you?"

"Yes."

"But I'm now confused."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know why but it's Anna, not Andrew I've fallen in love with."

"Is that all. The answer is simple. It's only Anna who will be here from now on."

"Are you certain?"

"I couldn't be more certain of anything in my life."

From pure and utter elation to disappointment to elation again in a matter of minutes, my world was in a spin. Although I had just said to Janet that I couldn't be more certain of anything in my life about being Anna, I was really unsure what the next steps might be.

Did I want to start taking female hormones?

Did I want to consider breast implants?

Did I want to consider a complete sex change?

Well, the more I thought about, I thing my answer to all these questions would be yes.

So that brought to mind another question.

What would Janet want?

 

I had to get these things out into the open, but I felt the time was not quite right. Too many changes had happened very quickly and whatever I might be feeling, these things could be left until a later date. One step at a time I thought. After all Janet had given me a huge boost anyway.

 

Chapter 7 – Practicalities

The time had come to address the future of my business. In the light of events, it seemed sensible to bring the transfer from my (soon to run out) leased premises into Janet's house. So a plan was devised for the neighbours' benefit to do the changeover that very day. Janet knew that the comings and goings at her house would most likely get back to her relatives so she wanted this to look good.

I was to dress in male casual clothes with a baggy top to hide the fact I was wearing stuck on breast forms.

All my stuff would be brought back to Janet's house and stored in her garage. If anyone asked, Janet would say that I was leaving today and would send for my stuff at a later date.

I would get into Janet's car with my personal belongings and Janet would drive me in the direction of the railway station.

On Janet's return from the direction of the railway station, some two hours later, she would have a new passenger, me as Anna.

If anyone questioned the resemblance between Andrew and Anna, Janet would introduce me as Andrew's sister and because of Andrew's leaving, he told Anna of the vacancy.

In reality of course Janet and I never went near the railway station. We drove to a quiet spot in the country where Janet helped me become Anna once more. I became Anna again wearing the clothes I had worn on the first night, just two days ago. I had on, which Janet kept referring to as, my red skirt and my white blouse. Instead of stockings, I put on a pair of black pantyhose and my shoes were the same ones I wore that night. I was glad to be Anna again and hopefully this time it would be for good. But I knew in reality, there would have to be times when Andrew made an appearance.

Anyway, the changeover went as planned. There was the twitching of curtains from the neighbours, but that was to be expected. Anna had moved in with Janet. It was all over by late morning.

The next thing that had to be considered was Anna's clothes. She had been borrowing her clothes from Janet, but this couldn't go on. So it looked like a shopping trip was next. And since it was now late morning, it looked like that was what we were going to do that very afternoon.

 

Chapter 8 – Shopping

 

I had never really considered the problems of going outside as Anna. For a start I had transformed from Andrew to Anna in the countryside to give the impression to the neighbourhood a male had moved out and a female had moved in. So when Janet suggested we go to the shopping mall to get me my own female clothes, it didn't really strike me until we actually got to the mall car park. It was then fear struck me, about how I was dressed, would I be recognised or more worrying 'read' as a man wearing women's clothes. Janet could see this fear and she tried to reassure me by saying that there was no way I looked liked a man in women's clothes. I wasn't totally convinced but was reassured by the fact Janet was with me all the way.

Anyway we made it to the first department store and no one seemed to give me a second glance, so my confidence was growing all the time. It was to the lingerie department first. I really needed everything and because my credit card was in Andrew's name, Janet agreed to purchase everything I needed and I would pay her back later. This of course gave Janet just the excuse to do the choosing on my behalf. So I ended up with the laciest, frilliest underwear you could imagine.

Was I complaining? In a word, no.

When we finally left that department, I now had two dozen pairs of panties in various colours from black to white and in various styles but none plain. I am now the proud owner of half a dozen bras, mostly under-wired and again in various colours, four suspender belts, three full slips, three long and one baby doll nightdresses and what seems to be an endless supply of stockings and pantyhose.

It was a whirl from one department to the next. As well as the red skirt I was wearing, I now have three more in black, one mid calf, one knee length and one that was really too short to be decent. Janet had suggested I buy the short skirt as I had the legs for it. Who am I to argue?

I now have my own high heeled shoes and a pair of boots, all with three inch heels.

I seemed to have enough cosmetics to open my own shop. Janet said I would need everything and would learn to appreciate good make up techniques. She's the expert and again, who am I to argue?

Janet said she would like to call a halt for the day and although I was confident now about going out in public dressed the way I was, wearing high heeled shoes were beginning to take their toll on my feet. There was, however one shop Janet insisted we visit and that was to get my ears pierced. It was done even before I had a chance to say no. So now I have a pair of gold studs in my ears. It was painful at the time but it was worth it. Apparently I have to keep them in permanently for about three weeks until the holes heal and instructions on stopping the holes from becoming infected. I think I can cope with that.

So it was back to the car with all our, I mean my purchases. A problem we had thought of before going shopping was it was going to look a bit suspicious with Janet and her new tenant arriving back at the house having been on a shopping expedition. So one of the things we purchased was a suitcase and when we got back to the car, we transferred all my new frillies and things into the suitcase and if anyone asked, we had been picking up some of Anna's things, which in reality was quite true.

There was no going back now. Andrew was gone and Anna had arrived and with all my new purchases, I had to make room in my wardrobe. So it was out with most of Andrew's things and in with Anna's. I put most of my male clothes into black plastic bags. We would decide later what we would do with them. Meantime they were deposited in the garage.

I acquired some more clothes from Janet. As we were about the same size, so there was no great problem with the fit. She gave me the things that she said did not suit her anymore. The best way I could describe them would be her tarty collection. With these types of clothes, suiting them or not was never the issue. They were for one thing and one thing only. I accepted them with relish and could only think there were some things in Janet's past she was keeping secret.

It was items from my newly acquired tarty collection Janet persuaded to wear that evening, a short red skirt, not the one I had been wearing for most of the day, this one was much shorter, you could say, indecently short, black lace top stockings and a low cut white top revealing much (false) cleavage from me. I finished my ensemble off with my new pair of high heeled boots, a gold chain round my neck, lots of makeup and lashings of my new perfume. Because of the length of my skirt, I was revealing glimpses of my stocking tops. Janet said that was one of the disadvantages, or advantages, looking from another perspective, of wearing things like that. Janet, for her part wore something similar except her skirt was in blue along with a low cut satin blouse, black stockings as well but with black high heeled shoes to finish her ensemble. So, obviously she hadn't given all her tarty collection of clothes to me. But why should we care what we wore because, certainly for my part, I felt and smelt girly and deliciously tarty and it's no one's business except our own how we conduct ourselves behind closed doors. We dressed this way often and it was always a precursor to a passionate love making session.

 

Chapter 9 – That's Life

Although I now worked from the house, I had a dress code and I stuck to it. There were no jeans and tee shirts for instance. There were no trousers – full stop. I now wore skirts and dresses all the time. I had my wardrobe of work clothes. They included a range of dresses and skirts with lengths from knee length to mid–calf and had a range of blouses and tops, I usually wore for work. I always wore stockings or pantyhose, mostly black and always high heeled shoes but nothing more than a two inch heel. The usual accessories were always worn, earrings, a watch, a few other pieces of jewellery to complement what ever else I might be wearing that day and always makeup and perfume. Actually makeup had now become an important part of my daily routine. Now I was an expert.

Life thus became fairly routine. I was Anna now and Janet and I were partners, well lovers, lesbian lovers that is. I ran my business from home, successfully and because Janet had a 'female' lodger this seemed to keep her relatives off her back. So I suppose, regardless of earlier plans and ideas, there was always the tendency for them to get put aside or even forgotten as time goes on and this is what happened to us, well me. We had talked about taking my transition further after getting used to all the changes that had taken place, the new person I had become and our developing relationship. Nothing actually happened or was done about it.

End of part 3

  

  

  

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