I am Baaack! Part 2

Louise Edwards, behind her Art Deco desk in her office at Transformation Systems, leaned back in her designer chair, set down her cup of coffee - black, regular, thank you - and looked with satisfaction through her open door at her secretary seated at his desk in the outer lobby. Not "his" much longer - Robert, now responding almost automatically to Robbie, was coming along quite nicely.

She and her partner, Edwina Porter, had almost drooled when Robert Saunders had applied for the job as Louise's personal assistant and secretary. Both ladies believed that it indicated a certain, shall we say, less than masculine mind set for a man to apply for a secretarial job, even in these enlightened days of the new millennium; anything to the contrary was just feminist propaganda, they believed. So, even though at 6'1" and two hundred, twenty-five pounds he was larger than their usual "project," they believed that he, with his androgynous facial features and long honey blonde hair, would be a natural for their special "Big Beautiful Woman" program. They hired him on the spot.

They had instantly agreed that Robert was the best since Ross, and that with the proper guidance, "Robbie" could bring in as much or more than Rose had through their friend Joan's little auction. There had been three men turned into "ladies with something extra" since Ross/Rose, but, while each had turned a nice profit for Lou and Ed, none had brought in anywhere near what Rose had.

She smiled as she watched Ed approach Robbie, and whisper something in his ear. Robbie's smile lit up the room, and he unconsciously reached up and patted his hair in a feminine gesture that every woman since Eve had used at one time or another. The day before they had cajoled Robbie into having his hair done at their favorite salon - "Just a trim, hon," they had told him, "you're looking a little ragged." The stylist had done a lot more than just a trim.