Arron gets his groove back

Arron sat at the dining room table, the stack of papers separated into five individual piles representing the various job opportunities that Marjorie had managed to assist him with. Credit where credit's due, he never doubted his sister's abilities but the strings she had pulled on his behalf was just another level. All I did was support you in you coming out... he had told her when he managed to catch his breath again, his eyes playing over what she had done for him. Didn't you think that meant the world to me, bro? she replied, sniffling some tears back, before she smiled and looked at him again. Or should I say sis?

Sarah came downstairs and looked at the scene in the kitchen, not saying a word until she had poured both of them a cup of leftover coffee and reheated them. "Penny for your thoughts, dad?"

He didn't look up but flashed a faint smile as she set the cup in front of him. "Your aunt's VERY Good at what she does...birth certificate, graduation records, employment history, references, driver's license..." He sighed and lifted up a resume. "ERIN SHANDRA ANDREWS nee MATTHEWS" he read and then picked up a driver's license. "AGE 38, SEX F...god, she made me 3 years younger..."

Sarah was about to say that women in general loved to be younger but kept that to herself, instead sipping on her coffee and then peeked at the resume, whistling at the list of educational history and employment record. "Marj must've called in a LOT of favors..."

Arron nodded and then set it back down before he leaned back, his brown hair kept long flowed over his shoulders. "I spent this morning just reading over these things..." The two of them fell into a moment of silence before he sighed again and looked at her. "I feel that this person is more real than me at the moment..."

His daughter nodded slowly and then picked up the empty cup and took it to the sink. She didn't want to tell her father she had stumbled over the hormone meds during an unpacking, finding the syringes or the small vials, the pills she had looked up. She knew he was on it for at least 3 years, a year since her mother died, her Uncle Tom having confirmed her suspicions. Perhaps this move was what he needed to finally come out? She glanced at him, noticing the effects estrogen had taken on him, from the curvy hips to the enlarged feminine ass he had sported when wearing her mom's tights and pants, not to mention the overall impact on how he looked. She suspected he was also developing a nice healthy set of breasts too, if his side of the family was any indication (How do you ask your dad what size boobs he had anyway?)

"So...what's the job hunting looking like?"

Arron leafed through each one. "Got the following...

...Administrative Assistant, Henderson Hospital...

...Associate Director, Human Resources, Johnson Industries...

...Secretary 2, Jefferson County Courthouse...

...Administrator of Student affairs Hollingsworth University...

...Assistant Director of Marketing, Nathaniel Construction..."

After putting each opportunity back down, he looked at his daughter and laughed. "I didn't get half of these calls before but as Erin, all of them are falling over themselves to get me to interview." He motioned to another stack of papers on the counter behind them. "That's another batch of job offers too..."

After spending a few minutes combing through his files and offers while he had gotten up to change, Sarah took out her phone and sent a text to Marj informing her of the recent developments. Marj responded with a winking emoji face. After he came back down in simple sweats and an oversized t-shirt, she looked up at him and pointed to the piles. "Which did you want to try first?"