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... stables. When we had finished I helped get the horses ready for the afternoon's trek. Eileen and Rob were off to get provisions from town so Maureen was going to lead the party for intermediates and I was going to take the tail. I was all kitted up in my riding gear and feeling really great. It was a brilliant ride and the customers were all so friendly and chatty. One older guy really took a shine to me. He preferred to ride western saddle rather than the more technical English saddle, which was more the choice of the ladies who preferred how it felt and looked. I knew exactly what they meant. There was nothing quite like a rising trot!

By the end of the third week, it was clear that not only was I completely comfortable as a girl, I simply loved working with the horses. It was like two dreams had come true at once! Eileen was really pleased with my work ethic and efficiency and Maureen and Mom had popped round several times to see me and congratulate me on doing such a fine job. They took me out shopping on one of my days off and I bought some denim dungarees and a polka-dot fifties style dress that was to die for. I went to the salon and decided that I was going to let my hair grow so she just styled it, but suggested I would look good with extensions. I went for some longer and fuller lashes and French tip nails which Mom thought really suited me. We were all a bit disappointed when Alessandro, our favourite waiter, was not on duty at the restaurant, but we still got ...

... a free limoncello. As I lay in bed that night, the thing that I thought was most strange about the day was how completely normal it had felt.

I was getting on well with Eileen and Rob and Emma and Tonya seemed to really like me. I had been to the cinema with Emma a couple of times, and out for a hack with Tonya. Rob was much more relaxed in my company now. I think he had completely forgotten that I was a boy, or at least fully accepted that I was a girl in every way apart from my genitalia. I did find myself flirting with him a bit. Not really overtly, but I would make sure that I was looking my best in the evenings, after all I had nowhere else to wear my more glamorous clothes, and I had practised what I considered to be a certain look that was meant to be smouldering and enticing. I didn't really want to do it, but I felt compelled to, I wanted to look my best and know that I was attractive, and Rob was my guinea pig. It was all part of me wanting to feel properly accepted as a girl, a part of growing up. I did feel a bit guilty, and tried to gauge Eileen to see if I was becoming annoying, but I couldn't detect anything and soon found out that I need not have worried. She not only understood it was something all teenage girls do, she wanted to help me.

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5 I'll Cry if I Want To

One day, when Eileen and I had got back from the ride, we heard Rob at work in the smithy. We popped in to see him, but he was busy shoeing a couple of the horses. It was a hot ...