Crossdressing Stories: The New Trainee

“Yeah, good morning,” the woman seated behind the wide desk said when she looked up.

Her red hair was sticking out from underneath a blue helmet on her head. On the table was a pair of goggles and gloves. He did not need to look down on the floor to see that she had on a pair of boots.

She had been peering at some drawings when he came in. Now that he was standing before her, she dropped them to pay attention to him.

“Yes? Is here anything that I can help you with?”

“Mam, I have a slight problem.”

“What problem is that?”

He raised the bag. “It has to do with this, mam.”

“And what is that?”

“You don’t know what it is?”

“How would I know? You are the one that brought it into my office. Don’t you think you should be the one telling me what it is and why there is a problem with it?”

“Okay. I’ll tell you. It is the set of uniforms that you gave to me yesterday.”

“Yesterday? When yesterday?”

“After the orientation ceremony, ma.”

“I see. So you were one of the new engineering trainees that attended the orientation ceremony yesterday?”

“Yes, I am, mam.”

“It’s Calvin, isn’t it?”

“Mam?”

“Your name.”

“Yes, my name is Calvin. You know me?”

“I don’t know you, Calvin. I remember you.”

“You remember me?”

She smiled. “Of course I do. And what I remember is that you were one of those that stood out and made an impression on me.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Really? You had a good impression about me?”

© 2021 Hellen Heels (Hljóðbók): 9781664911154

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Hljóðbók: 28 januari 2021