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and tie and along with all the other spring graduates fill out applications and wait for the call that never came. One day he noticed that most of the women in his class had jobs but the males didn't. One of the employment counselors told Pat that it was now "in" to hire minorities and especially women because they seemed to appreciate the jobs and were more loyal employees.

So week after week he looked for employment. Denise's parents were beginning to get on edge with Pat around the house all the time. Pat suggested to Denise that they move into their own apartment but she wanted to stay until Pat found a job and they had more money to spend.

About a month after they graduated and no hope for a job, Pat was very depressed. His figure had continued to get more feminine and he had to tie his breasts so they didn't show or bounce when he went on interviews.

Then after a very good interview, Mrs. Johnson called him to the phone. Pat whispered, "Who is it?"

Mrs. Johnson laughed, "It's for Patti, its David."

Pat reluctantly picked up the phone and in his highest voice said: "Hello?"

"Hi sweetheart, bet you graduated and didn't even call me for a chance to hire you. Are you working?"

Pat clumsily replied, "No..., I..I'm just relaxing for a while.'

"Well, get your lovely self down here, I've got the perfect job for you. Pays $35,000 to start and a bonus if you do well. You're the perfect girl for the job...how about it...my office tomorrow at 10."

Pat felt excited and scared but said, "Sure, at 10." They said good-byes.

He knew he couldn't go...or could he. A starting salary of $35,000 was more money that Denise was making and more than anyone in his class had started at. They could get an apartment and maybe a house in a year...no, this is silly...he would have to be a girl all the time, for as long as he had the job.

When Denise came home, Pat told her of the offer, expecting her to laugh...but she didn't. "I think you should take it...just for a while until your body returns to normal

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and a couple of months of that salary could do a lot for us. Come on, let's go pick you out something breath taking to wear."

In the bedroom, Pat removed his clothes while Denise searched her closet for outfits. Pat stood there in his panties and tight sport bra. Denise said, "You're not going to need to hold your charms in anymore...here try this lace bra."

It fit perfectly with the underwire cups filled to the limit. A full pink slip was added. They tried on several business suits with conservative skirts and decided on a eggshell suit with a pink silk blouse and matching pumps. Denise said, "You look great! Remember David's hiring you for your looks not what you know...be friendly."

The next morning, Pat felt a little nervous. After all, he now was going to be working as a girl everyday...24 hours a day...with no end in sight. After bathing and shaving his legs, he went to his room and started to get ready. He spent a long time on his hair, which was now long enough to style into an attractive flip. Matching lingerie and slip were next and fit so well he was beginning to return to his feminine outlook. Paying extra attention to his make-up, he finally added the pink blouse and slipped up the tailored skirt and zipped the back. He rummaged in Denise's large jewelry collection and came up with a single strand pearl necklace and a wide golden slave bracelet with matching hoop earrings.

A final inspection before the mirror showed that he looked breath taking, not overdressed but just right for a girl his age. The tight straight skirt showed off his shapely nyloned legs and the wide belt made his small waist pronounced, adding to his curves which looked perfectly natural.

Denise had gone to work and when he went downstairs Mrs. Johnson commented, "You look absolutely adorable Patti...you'd have a hard time convincing them you were ever a man."

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"Thank you, mother.". Pat said smiling as he whirled on his heels, showing a little of his lacy slip. He was pleased with her compliment and no longer cared if she knew it.