Chapter 6: Deedi's Trip

Deedi met Liz for lunch on Friday before they went to the office that afternoon and chatted about Rosie's trip including the presents they would buy for her. Rosie's flight was due to leave Heathrow the following Tuesday at three in the afternoon and Liz would take her to the airport, Deedi would go with them of course. Rosy said that she still needed a few more things for the trip so planned one last shopping expedition together for Saturday.

That morning Liz went through the post which included the mail the cleaner forwarded to Liz every fortnight when she went into the house in Ealing to tidy round and make sure everything was in order.

"Deedi, we need to make a visit to Ealing," Liz said as they ate their lunch, "there are a number of people who want to read the meters and they want to arrange a time for someone to let them in. I think it's time we sorted out some of Kate's things as well. We haven't been near the place since the accident and there are quite a few things that need to be done. Since we are going to the airport anyway why don't we go on to the house afterwards and stay there for a few days so that we can clear up as much as we can. We could then come back on Saturday morning. What do you think?"

Deedi looked sad at the possibility of bringing back all those memories she managed to dispel over the last few months with the arrival of Deedi.

"You're right, I must face things sometime I suppose," she said despondently.

"Cheer up, we can go out to a restaurant on Tuesday to celebrate some peace and quiet with Rosy gone and maybe book a theatre in the West-end for Wednesday, how's that?" Liz asked.

"Sounds great, it will give me a chance to try out my new trouser suit as well, I haven't had a chance to wear it yet," Deedi said laughing at the reference to Rosy although they both knew that they would miss her immensely.

"Yes, I wondered about that when you tried it on," Liz replied thoughtfully, "they can look good on the right person but they're a girl's worst enemy if things are not all in their correct place. You look great in dresses and skirts but I think you need a little more shape for trousers."

"You're right but what can we do?"

"I know it sounds odd but I think we should buy you a full length corselet so that I can build in some padding for the hips, not much mind, and it would also give you a slimmer waist. I could then pad the bra out better so you would have a nicer bust. How does that sound?" Liz asked.

"Yes of course, f you think it would work," she replied.

"I am sure it would. There's a good lingerie shop in town, it's a bit old fashioned but they will know exactly what we want. I could do the alterations on Sunday and you could try it on before we go down to London. Right, I think that's everything, I need to go."

The charity mailouts were complete and the office showed little sign of life. Deedi spent the afternoon loading sponsors' details onto the new system she created, taking her time and letting her mind wander as it often did. While she drunk her coffee during a break Liz came through to the man office with someone Deedi did not recognise.

"Deedi, this is Andy Walton who takes care of the finances here. Andy, this is Deedi my niece from London."

Andy was Robert Walton's son, and at twenty two his relative youth concealed his vast experience which made him an obvious choice as one of the trustees of the charity. He studied accountancy at university in London and then joined his father's business with the aim of taking over when he retired. Robert co-opted him into running the finance systems for the charity when the previous board member resigned.

"Hi there," said Andy, "Alice has told me what you did with the computer systems here. It sounds like you gave them a good heave-ho into the twenty-first century by all accounts." He gave her a big smile and shook her hand.

"Yes," said Deedi, "it wasn't too bad, just needed setting up really."

"Well you've done a great job and I would like you to do the same for me plus a couple more things, if that's alright. Could you extend what you've done to include some finance reporting if possible, which would make my job a whole lot easier? If we could get together some time, I'll explain what I need?"

"Yes, of course," said Deedi a little nervously and looking at Liz for some re-assurance, "but I am away all next week in London so we could meet when I get back. I am here every afternoon so you can tell me about it whenever you're in next."

"Yes, that's the other thing I wanted to talk to you about," Andy continued, "I work for my father in Chesterton providing carers to people in their own homes all around Cambridgeshire and most of the admin work to coordinate the visits is done manually. I recently bought a complete computer network but the consultant who put in is a bit of a techy, he's good at what he does but Terry is useless at dealing with people. I wondered if you would like to set it all up for us and train my people how to use the various parts of the system."

"Oh," said Deedi taken aback, "I'm not sure, the system here is simple and fairly straight-forward to set up. I would first need to look at what kit you've got and how you work."

"That's what I thought you would say," smiled Andy, "which is why I talked Liz into letting you have the rest of the afternoon off so I could show you what we do. Horningsea is not all that far from the office so I can drop you home afterwards. Would you mind, I would be so grateful?"

"Well, I ... I suppose so if Liz thinks it's OK," said Deedi both excited and unsure especially about being alone with such a young, good looking guy.

"Of course, no problem," said Liz, "I'll see you later, have fun."

"Great, my car is outside, shall we go?" Andy said picking up her coat and helping Deedi on with it.

The drive to the office didn't take long in Andy's sports car and Deedi took care getting in to avoid showing her stocking tops, although Liz and Andy were clearly close friends so she felt quite safe. She did wish that Rosy and Liz would stop dropping her into these situations though; it did nothing for her rising stress levels. Andy took her into the office and introduced the co-ordinators.

"And this is Sarah, my superb office manager. Deedi is a bit of a computer wiz and will be helping us set this lot up and run the system for us," said Andy waved at the blank computer terminals pretending to be doorstops sitting on their desks.

"Hello," said Sarah, "pleased to meet you, where would you like to start?"

"Right I'll leave you to it then," said Andy, "do you want to pop in about half four and let me know what you think, then I'll drop you home?"

With that he went into his office and shut the door. Sarah showed Deedi around the office and introduced the other staff explaining what they did. After they met everyone she powered up the server so Deedi could spend some time working out what needed doing. At half past four she knocked on the door of Andy's office and went in. She explained what she could do and how long it would take.

"OK, that all makes sense," said Andy listening intently, "how about you joining my team part time until the job is finished, you could come in three days a week, Monday, Wednesday and Friday, say?

Deedi never expected a job offer.

"I ... I suppose so," she said not knowing how to react.

"What's the matter, you can do it can't you?" asked Andy not sure why she seemed so reluctant.

"Yes, of course, that's no problem in principle, it's just that the Charity work..."

"Oh don't worry about that, I've already squared it with Liz. We agreed you could still go in Tuesday and Thursday if you want to. Now to money, how does five hundred a week sound, is that acceptable?

"Y ... Yes, that will be fine."

"Good, so we'll see you Monday week then, I'll tell Sarah to sort you out a desk, she's a great lady, I'm sure you'll get on well together." What he couldn't possibly know was how true that statement would be and for reasons he could never imagine. He dropped her back at the house and she told Liz and Rosy how the afternoon went. They were both pleased for her.

They spent most of Saturday afternoon finding the last few things for Rosy and then turned a corner to the lingerie shop where Liz could look for the item she needed for Deedi. There were a few middle-aged women in the shop and the assistants were both in their fifties. Liz took charge and described what she wanted. After a few minutes they found it, a full length corselet with a clip up gusset and elasticated waist.

"Oh and I suppose you will need some detachable suspenders seeing as how you love to wear stockings so much, Deedi," Liz added searching for her credit card. Deedi nodded blushing from her neck to the tips of her ears.

"Deedi or Daniel?" whispered Rosy mischievously.

"Leave her alone," laughed Liz, "The reason she always looks so good is because she pays attention to detail."

"Anyway," said Deedi recovering, "all you are going to need over the next six months is a combat suit."

"I don't care," said Rosy, "just so long as there are some great white hunters who'll look after me."

"I should think the only men you'll meet are middle aged, married diplomats," said Liz as the assistant wrapped up the garment. "Do you need any stockings Deedi, there's a huge selection over there? I need some anyway." She wandered over to the rack.

"I guess I better take my favourite toy with me then, wouldn't you say?" Rosy whispered to Deedi and they both giggled.

"There are some really nice fully-fashioned stockings here, what colours would you like?" Liz called over to them.

"Will they go with my sandals?" Deedi asked. Rosy groaned and rolled her eyes. "Mum, we have created a monster," she said and they all laughed.

After taking far too long looking, she chose four pairs, black, dark tan, grey and mist. They both noticed that Liz bought a pair as well and wondered why since she usually wore tights.

"You may be interested in these, they're new in," said the assistant joining them, "ultra sheer, 5 denier called Totally Nude. You can hardly see them but they feel wonderful."

Deedi couldn't resist and bought two pairs. That evening they booked a restaurant to mark Rosie's departure and Deedi got a chance to wear her new stockings which she loved.

Tuesday soon arrived and they left in good time for the afternoon flight. The gloomy weather matched their mood and nobody said much.

"Will you stop rubbing your legs together and playing with you stockings," Liz said breaking the ice as she drove toward London, "it's putting me off." Everyone laughed. Deedi hadn't noticed the soft rasping sound her new stockings were making as they slid up against each other but they did feel rather good.

At the airport there were lots of tears as Rosy went through into the departure lounge and waved goodbye to Liz and Deedi. As the plane lifted off passing though the white, bubbling clouds Rosy gazed though the window reflecting on the last few months and what happened to Deedi during that time. She remembered when they were out walking along the river and how she tripped Daniel so that his trousers would get covered in mud. Also how she put the rest of his clothes in the washing machine before they went which meant that he had nothing to wear that evening when they went out. She did not feel guilty though, despite the fact that that she and Liz encouraged Deedi. They talked about it often and always made sure that Deedi was OK with what was happening to her. As she saw it, if Daniel didn't want to dress up as a girl then wild horses could not have dragged him into Rosie's tights that first night. The plane continued to climb and passed out of the clouds into clear blue sky where the sun always shone. Her actions were never malicious though for she loved Deedi and only saw it as giving her a helping hand at doing what she already wanted to do. Anyway, she thought, she might return to being Daniel by the time she came home.

And so to the next few months of her life and Robert, he was a dish to be savoured and she knew exactly how to do that. He worked for the organisation that sent her out to Kenya and she first met him in Cambridge when Liz began to arrange the trip. He turned up one day very tall, very dark and extremely handsome wearing a dark grey suit. As the plans became set he said he would come down to Nairobi to meet her at the airport and escort her up country himself. If she played her cards right, she thought, she might not need her toy after all. She smiled and quietly dozed off as the plane eased forward through the clear blue air towards Africa.

Liz and Deedi left the airport straight away and headed off to the house in Ealing, just off the M4 motorway towards London and not far. By the time they arrived darkness had closed in so they decided to make a fresh start the following day. They went inside and Liz put her arm around Deedi knowing she would feel a bit strange, but she held up fine considering what happened not so long ago.

"Where are you going to sleep," asked Deedi, "would you like Mum's room?"

"Deedi, it's not Kate's room anymore," said Liz holding her hand, "it's yours and your house now as well. I'll use the spare room I normally stay in when I come down. I like the colour scheme and the bed is nice and big. Do you want to use the main bedroom or your own?" she asked.

"I would like the main room, I know it used to be Mum's but I will feel closer to her when I'm in there. Besides there is nothing in Daniels room I need."

She went upstairs to pack away Daniels original clothes that she took to Cambridge soon after the funeral, looked round for the final time to see if she needed anything else and shut the door on Daniel, perhaps forever. They both enjoyed a long soak after the busy day and then got ready to go out.

"I'm afraid I need to go back early," said Liz over dinner that evening in one of the quiet local Italian restaurants near to the town centre. "There's an urgent meeting I must attend on Friday. Unfortunately the men are all coming to see you that day, will you cope OK?"

"Yes, I'll be alright, I expect there will be plenty to keep me busy," Deedi said.

"And," continued Liz, "I hope you don't mind but on Thursday I also arranged to meet an old friend I've not seen in a long while."

"No problem," but Deedi smiled broadly.

"What are you grinning at," asked Liz.

"Rosy and I wondered why you were buying the stockings on Saturday and now I know," said Deedi still smiling.

"Well, young lady, you can just mind your own business. Now, what's the plan for tomorrow?" said Liz changing the subject quickly.

As they ate they talked about what they both needed to do the following day. They agreed that Liz would go through all Kate's papers and get as much in order as she could although she would probably need to make a number of phone calls and maybe even a visit to the bank. The will presented no problems since everything now belonged to Deedi as expected, and it left her extremely well off. Meanwhile Deedi would go through all of Kate's clothes. They agreed that a few things could go to the charity shop but Deedi would keep the rest as they fitted her perfectly and she liked them so much, hardly surprising though since she had chosen so many of them for Kate. She would take some back to Cambridge and leave the rest at the house to sort out another time. The various utility men were all coming on Friday and Deedi also needed to go through some other things so she would come back by train on Saturday morning with Liz taking her new clothes back to Cambridge in the car.

They stopped at three the following afternoon to get ready for the theatre. They kept busy during the day and a lot of issues were now in order although there was still a lot more to deal with the following day. Deedi got dressed and put on her new corselet which gave her a great figure as Liz had predicted.

"But what underclothes do I wear with it?" she asked Liz.

"Yes, that is sometimes a problem with these garments," Liz said thoughtfully, "you can't wear stockings because they don't look right with the suspender buttons showing through and tights are awkward to get off when you need to go to the toilet. Hold-up stockings or knee highs are the best and I can guess what you'll say already. I didn't bring any but I expect Kate used them on occasion, why don't you go and look."

Deedi found some grey stockings in Kate's dressing table, with elasticated lace tops exactly as Liz said, which would go with the light grey trouser suit. Deedi put them on, together with a cream satin blouse that went well with everything she wore.

"How do I look?" she said admiring her new, bigger bust in the mirror.

"Very nice, that suit looks perfect. Now slip on the jacket as well so I can see the full effect." Liz said. "Yes, that's great. I know that you won't want to wear the corselet all the time but it's ideal when you are wearing something a little tighter."

"I think it's fantastic, thanks Liz," said Deedi thinking about something it would be perfect for. She found Kate's airline uniforms in the wardrobe earlier in the day and couldn't wait to try one on. She would wear it on Saturday when she returned to Cambridge.

Thursday turned into another busy day for both of them and they stopped work at six to give Liz time to get ready.

"I might be late so don't wait up," she said as she picked up the spare keys and left.

Deedi went through the last of Kate's clothes and choose the final few items she wanted to take back to Cambridge although the two suit cases were already full. She also looked through Kate's jewellery. There were lots of pieces there and she knew that some of it was expensive so she would need to get it all valued. She found the items she wanted and put them in a box together with a selection of make-up she needed. She normally used Liz's and Rosie's when getting ready and so it would be nice to use her own at last.

She got changed and showered ready to watch an adventure film on TV. She put on some white cotton panties and a pair of tan tights. She found one of Kate's old male-type shirts which pulled over the head and with four buttons to the collar. The front and back were longer but shaped and allowed her to maintain some modesty but not much. She also dispensed with a skirt.

At seven o'clock as the film started, she realised she hadn't eaten much that day and ordered a pizza delivery which she could eat whilst watching the film with a glass of wine. About twenty minutes later the doorbell rang. She switched on the hall light and opened the front door. A young man stood on the step, crash helmet back on his head and holding a pizza box.

"Pizza for Deedi," he said handing it to her, "nine ninety nine please."

"Right, hold on," she said caught unawares, "I've got it here somewhere," and turned to find her handbag. She noticed it sitting at the bottom of the stairs and lent over to take out a ten pound note. She stood up and embarrassingly realised what view the delivery man enjoyed as she bent over to get her purse, showing off her panties and tights. She felt her whole body rise in temperate by a least four degrees. Well after that show she thought while hunting for some change, he certainly doesn't deserve a tip as well.

When the film finished she turned off all the lights and went upstairs to bed. She slid under the covers wearing one of Kate's matching nighties with panties and then remembered the bag in the dressing table which she retrieved it from the drawer. She knew she would play with the vibrator later but the dildo with the harness intrigued her as she took it out of the bag and held the two cocks. She wondered why Kate would want something like that, perhaps Rosy guessed correctly; maybe she and Liz were not so innocent after all.