<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/><br/><br/>"Its been too long"  I say to myself as I walk down the sidewalk to the train.  I havent seen Chloe in ages!<br/><br/>I pay my fare and get ready to ride exactly 3 stops to my stop....a block away from Crabtree and Walsh where I work.<br/><br/>Once an up and coming young exec, I am now the admin to my old boss Darlene.  Im a woman now.  I can still think like my old self: Kevin, but to what end?  I have a penis that has shrunk down to almost nothing. It no longer can be used for procreation. I have breasts, my hips have filled out, my waist has narrowed, my voice is feminine.  In the past year, my own hair has grown out so that short hair or extensions are no longer needed.<br/><br/>I have a full wardrobe of clothes.  Everything from fancy dresses to skinny jeans, shoes...lots of heels.  My job requires that we dress 'business formal'. So, today, like every other day, I endure the stares from the men who love to see women in high heels as I move with the commuter crowd.<br/><br/>There has been a bit of turnover in personnel at my company.  Most people are aware that Im a 'special' girl.  Thankfully all of them treat me as a woman.  It makes things easier that way.  There is still a little resentment or unease from one or two of the older (in terms of service) account managers.  But everyone else is fine with it....We even go out together as a group from time to time and have fun.<br/><br/>Our division CEO is Joel Crabtree.<br/><br/>He knew Kevin.  He hates Caoimhe.  Considers me a freak of nature and something that should be exiled to the farthest reaches of the galaxy.  If not for Chloe's mother, and Chloe, Im sure that would have happened.  Now, he tolerates my existance but certainly would do all he could to move me elsewhere.<br/><br/>I smooth my dress under me as I sit at my cubicle.  I open my emails and begin to prepare Darlene's day for her.  She'll be in shortly.<br/><br/>Tonight, I must call Chloe....maybe drinks as a minimum??  Oh, I can invite her over for dinner!  She taught me to make a mean lasagna!!<br/><br/>I look up.....<em>"Good morning Darlene" </em>I say greeting my boss......my day has begun.<br/>