Blossoming Shemale

My name was James. It was, before everything that happened, anyway. I'd come from pretty good stock, as the snooty, upper class would likely say. I guess I still did, although it would take a DNA test to prove it now, and to be honest, I didn't really have the desire. That was all before. I have to accept the now, and when I'm truly honest with myself, I relish the now. I'll try to tell you my story, the important parts as I've come to identify them. Let me take you back...

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I parked my beamer in one of the few spaces left in the office car park. It wasn't technically my space, but slowly, everyone else had learned to leave it free. If you had more power than I in the office, then you had your own named space. I wasn't quite there yet, but I wasn't far away, and I was an assassin in back room politics.

I'd graduated with an Accounting degree, just like my father. He wanted me to make it, while not on my own completely, under some of my own steam. So he'd set me up with an entry level position at the firm he'd left to start his own. Obviously he still had a bit of pull around the place. Since then, over the last few years, I'd risen until I was just short of the top echelon. I wasn't quite a salary partner, but in the next round of promotions, I expected to make it. Then in another year or so I'd make equity partner, unless Dad gave up on his silly notions of me working for a living.

As I took the lift I thought ahead to my day. My secretary had told me that I had a ten o'clock meeting with a couple of new clients. There'd been rumours around the office about them, but I'd never managed to really catch the gossip, and my subtle threats hadn't yielded results on the grapevine either.

I was looking forward to tomorrow, Friday night drinks. I was pretty sure I'd finally manipulated Christie, my secretary, to the point that I'd finally get inside her tight little panties. She'd been the hardest to manipulate so far. Usually after a few months I bedded them, used them for a good eight months or so, then slowly moved them on. So far nothing had gone wrong, I'd heard nothing from HR or anything in the rumour mill.