This story has gone longer than I expected and I've revealed more than I intended. This final chapter isn't as steamy as previous ones but brings this journey to its end.
The following few weeks were pretty boring. I still had the apartment to myself the week after spring break. I'd usually come home from school and transition into Lisa. Make up, stockings, pantyhose, dress, the whole bit. Then I'd spent the late afternoon and evening living as a woman, cooking, cleaning, even practicing sitting and crossing my legs. It's not as easy as it looks, I can assure you.
But all that freaky nudity and crossdressing stuff had to be put away when my roommate came back, and honestly, there really wasn't time for it. Finishing up papers and projects and prepping for finals took precedent.
My roommate was totally stoked when I told him about the internship. He was totally cool with me keeping the apartment after graduation. He just wanted his half of the security deposit returned, which wasn't unreasonable.
I got myself all cleaned up for my interview and my family coming in for my graduation. By cleaned up I mean I got my hair trimmed. I didn't want to cut too much off and take anything away from Lisa. My father wasn't too thrilled.
"You need to get your hair cut shorter! You look like a teenaged girl!"
He had no idea.
The interview would be two days before the ceremony, which worked out quite well with finals. My family would be coming in that night and staying in a local hotel.
The interview went really well. I met with a man named Mr. Davis, who was a Vice President. He was an older, distinguished looking man in his 50s. He had very clean, manicured hands. Why did I notice that? I really don't know. It just stood out to me.
We reviewed my coursework and grades and discussed my essay and long term goals, just regular interview stuff.
When the question and answer portion was finished, Mr. Davis closed my file, stood up and came around his desk to shake my hand.
While keeping a firm grip of my hand, he said, "you know, you come highly recommended by not only one of my best employees, Jack Butler, but one of my oldest friends, Dr. Thompson, from your university. It's not every day we get the opportunity to interview someone with not only an impressive resume, but such strong personal references to go with it." He turned his head slightly and grinned.
What was that? Is he....is he flirting with me? Nah! I'm being silly!!
"Thank you so much! It's truly an honor to be considered for this position and I certainly hope you'll find my credentials acceptable as I would love to work for such an amazing company."
As I left his office, I caught a glimpse of him watching me leave through the mirrored covered walls.
I got the call the morning of graduation that I had been accepted for the position!!! I was ecstatic!!! My roommate was thrilled, my parents were thrilled, I even called Jack and told him. He was also thrilled!!
I couldn't believe it! Three months unpaid, followed by full medical, a pension, a 401k, profit sharing and salary to be determined!! I was shaking with excitement! I started about a week and a half after graduation!!
The ceremony went off without a hitch. I got lots of gift$ from my family who were just tickled everything was working out, though my mother wasn't happy I'd be living so far away.
We celebrated with my roommate's family and by Friday morning, everyone was gone. My family, my roommate and his family, my classmates and their families. The population of the town dropped dramatically. Half the furniture in the apartment was gone.
And I still had over a week to go before the internship started. I wanted to celebrate with Jack but he was away on business. It turns out the position he took had him traveling 70-80% of the time.
I dug up Alex's number but he was on vacation with his wife, at least according to his answering machine.
Fuck.
I ended up dressing up and playing Lisa all weekend in my apartment. Lame right? I didn't have much choice. I had little cash and wasn't getting paid for at least three months, closer to four when you consider starting dates and pay periods.
So that's what I did. I dressed in lingerie in the evenings and regular woman's clothes during the day. I also drank all the alcohol in the apartment and smoked some of the pot Jack had given me.
And, honestly, I had a blast!! Drinking and dressing up and dancing and smoking and flirting with imaginary men. But by Tuesday night I was over the whole thing. I stripped down, showered, and got into bed, naked.
Wednesday was a new day. I was in a fuzz as I usually found myself after smoking but managed to clean up the mess I made, including the pizza box, which I didn't remember ordering, or eating. I still wonder about that.
By two o'clock I was bored. Naked, nothing left to do and nowhere to go. In the past I always had school work I could do. But now I had absolutely nothing to do. And TV sucks.
