Mr. Benson was puttering about in his backyard and happened to look over the low fence to see me sitting there having my lunch.
"Afternoon Teri," he called to me.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Benson," I called back. "Beautiful day isn't it?"
"Sure is. Warm enough that we don't need jackets yet. Nice outfit. You look pretty good in it."
"Thank you, I feel pretty good in it too."
"I take it you're going to be dressing as a woman a bit more now?" he asked.
I had finished my soup, so I took my sandwich over th the fence so we didn't have to shout back and forth to each other. "You remember that first time you saw me in a dress?" I asked him. He nodded his head. "Well I have been trying something different everyday I've been home since then. I have tried all the dresses and skirts and blouses and shoes too. I got a dare and a bet from my partner on the road and I will be going to work in the office on Monday dressing completely as a woman from now on. I guess you won't be seeing me as a man anymore."
"That's ok. How does your company feel about it?"
"They gave me the office job so that I could take the bet and dress as a woman. I lose the bet if I am ever caught wearing pants now."
"Well good luck to you."