Later that afternoon he's sitting with his lawyer

Looking over the signed documents that he just handed her, Deena asks, "this is what you've decided on?"

"It is," he replied

"Well, Andrea, I'll get these filed for you and get your new documentation here as quickly as possible. As soon as that's done, I'll start transferring your assets into the new name. That's going to keep my busy for a time so I may not be able to get back here myself prior to your release, either way I'll have your IDs and bank cards couriered to you." Deena smiled at him before continuing, "I'll still be able to call you Andie and look forward to a girl's night out once you're back in the city, if you're back in the city since you many years ahead of you to start a new career if you want to."

"Dee, you are efficient at your work as always and I look forward to seeing you again. Might be nice to spend time socially now that I'm not 20 years your senior or mor importantly, I no longer look 30 years or so older than you," Andrew/Andrea let out a girlish chuckle that surprised him while giving Deena a closer look up and down. "It'll be nice to be the younger one in the group when we hang out again. While it was wonderful hanging with so many young ladies that you'd introduce me too, it felt a little strange, people must have been seeing me as the dirty old man in the group."

"Andy, you may have been the older, and only man in the group, but you were never the dirty old man," Deena let out a genuine laugh. "All of those young women that I introduced you to asked me to do so. I told them about my gentleman friend from my alma mater, the kind of man you were and how you were respectful of women. Most of the asked if you were gay when I told them our relationship was friends without benefits as they say. Once I assured them you were quite heterosexual as I've met many of the women you dated, they started asking me to introduce them to you. So, we can say it was less you being the dirty old man but them being the slutty cheerleaders trying to get your attention. I was amazed at the restraint you showed with them."

Andrea/Andrew start laughing, a whole-body laugh that could be heard down the hall. It sounded strange coming from such a petite frame, but to him it felt good, "What you're telling me now Dee is that while I felt bad for looking at them with the desire I felt and hid those looks as best I could, they were wanting me to look if not more?"

Deena's smile widened, "Yeah, that about sums it up. I'd have told you before, but that's not exactly something we talk about with male friends. While it will take some getting used to, it will be nice to have some girl talk and ladies' nights with you and some of the other girls. Maybe they and I can help you adjust some to life and being a woman once you're out of here?"

"I would enjoy that immensely Deena. Thank you again for taking care of the paperwork so quickly and I'll visit as soon as I'm out if I don't see you again before," Andrea/Andrew said once he caught his breath from the laughing.

"You're very welcome, and I'll look forward to it," was Deena's final reply before she left.

Andrea/Andrew got up from the lounge chair and walked over to the closet. Opening it to get a good look at everything inside, there was a lot to take in. He decided to start from the skin out. Looking at the assorted lingerie he decided on another pair of boy shorts and a front clasping bra matching the panties color. He started looking through the different clothes options and realized that he was enjoying the exercise in choosing the clothing, maybe because it's really the first time since he woke in the new body that he was making his/her own clothing choices without assistance from Klaudia or the other nurses, or maybe it was the novelty of the women's clothing with his male persona. Either way he continued to look through and try out several outfits for the next day. Once the clothes were decided upon Andrea/Andrew stared at the selection of shoes. There were several pair from sneakers and flats to a few pairs of heels. He decided to try a few on and attempt to walk in them. The sneakers and flats were easy to move in and looked okay. He looked at the heels, deciding to go for it he tried a 3-inch heel first. He was unstable when walking back as forth, he could barely walk even when he focused on it and moved slowly. With the 3-inch heel on, Andy walked over to the mirror to see himself, for the first time he/she was alone in the room admiring the new body. Looking at her ass wrapped tight in the yoga pants she was wearing it looked amazing with the heels on. It was both a strange and amazing feeling seeing that beautiful young woman in the mirror, admiring her amazing form and realizing that the woman in the mirror was him. Andrew closed his eyes, began breathing slowly, meditating lightly to focus the mind and opened her eyes as Andrea, trying to relax into the new body. Letting his mind focus on the breathing and just feeling the body Andrea began to walk around the room, walking in the heels was like second nature when he just let the body do what felt natural. A knock came from the door breaking Andrew out of the meditative state, on the next step he turned his ankle and broke the heel letting out a scream as he fell.

Rushing up to help her up Terry apologized, "are you alright? I didn't mean to startle you. I just saw that the light was on heard movement, so I came to check on you." It all came out as one rapid fire breathless sentence.

"I'm fine, just surprised me and I mis stepped. I was trying walking in heels since I'm supposed to be going out with my now older sister and a few of the nurses to get me out into the world again in at least a somewhat controlled situation." Andrea/Andrew blushed, one that started at the head and went all the way to her toes, before continuing, "I was picking my own clothes for a change and tried a little meditation to try and see if the muscle memory would help with the shoes. It did for a few seconds until you startled me. Now I just have to learn to relax and let the body work without meditating."

Terry helped him up and into the bed, "let me check out your ankle and take care of it. Wouldn't want to ruin your day out tomorrow," she smiled. Terry gave the ankle and foot a quick but thorough examination, "doesn't appear to be sprained and you can move properly so I don't think there is a muscle strain or pull. We're going to trat it with ice and heat the rest of the night and I'm prescribing sneakers, flats or no more and a one inch heal tomorrow," Terry stated with a light laugh as she finished up with the diagnosis. "Now get some rest for tomorrow."

"Goodnight and thank you Terry," Andrew/Andrew replied, "see you later." He rolled over to go to sleep.