Chapter 3 - youre just not my type yet

The next morning I woke with a stir. Although my head was hurting a little from all the previous night drinks, I was really upset what had happened between us. I had a lot of thinking to do.
Sarah sent me a text apologising again and she said that she would understand if I didn't want to speak to her again.
I stared at the text and tried to think of my reply for hours before I plucked up the courage and called her. I told her that no matter what happened I couldn't bear the thought of not seeing her again and told her that I was pleased she told me what she did. We agreed to meet again that night for more talks.
I think it was then I realised that I really loved her and, I'd never felt that way before about anyone. All I could think about was spending my future with her in any shape or form that was possible.
I got round there at around seven. I rang the bell at the gates and after a little while a car pulled up and Sarah got out of the driver's side door. She told me that she let everyone have a night off so that we could spend the night alone.
She opened the gates and we jumped in the car and returned to the house. As I walked in, the air was filled with the smell of food, my mouth was watering. She said that she decided to make a meal as a sorry for the previous night. She was obviously happy at my reaction of it all and said that she was happy for me to be me and not to have to change into any other form just to please her. I reassured her again and told her that I had been thinking a lot about the drug but I had some questions.
I wanted to know how it would happen, how long it would take, how much weight I would gain, would it hurt? And what was I meant to tell my friends and work?
She looked at me with a strange smile, one that I had never seen before. She explained that the drug starts to work within 1-3 days and once it starts the transformation takes less than 24 hours to complete. She told me that the process was completely safe but there was no guarantee of how I would turn out or what I would look like. Apparently the past test subjects basically changed them in to what they would have looked like if they were to be born a female so quite often they would look similar to some of their family members but now ones of the opposite sex.
The problem about work and friends was down to my own decision she told me. I had two choices.
Sarah had some powerful friends that she had made throughout her career. One of her friends was extremely high up in the current government and he would be able to create me a completely new identity for the new me.
The problem with this choice is that I would have to fake my own death and I wouldn't ever be able to see or speak to any of my old friends again. We would also have to move to somewhere distant and start over a complete new life.
I didn't like the sound of this idea. I mean, my life would change enough anyway let alone having to fake my own death and lie to my friends.
My other option would be to come clean with my friends. Well maybe not completely clean. The idea was that I would tell them about me and Sarah but I had to tell them that I was going to have a sex op to change my gender. By doing this her friend in the government could just change all my identity documents saying that I was transgendered and no other questions would be asked but I couldn't tell the truth to anyone just in case we were found out about the drug.
I had to admit that I liked the sound of the second idea better but how the hell would my friends react?
We talked all through the night about the pros and cons of it all. I called in sick on Monday morning as I needed more time to think. Eventually I realised that for every con I had a million other things in my head and my heart to argued that I should do it and with that I let Sarah know my decision.
Next was the hard part. I rang my friends and told them that we needed to meet. We made arrangements for the following Friday night at the local pub.
I rang work and told them that I was resigning as of immediate effect and thanked them for the time I had spent there. To say they were shocked was an understatement. I made up a story saying that I was moving abroad and apologised for the inconvenience caused etc..
Then Friday came along. I decided I needed a few drinks for Dutch courage before dropping my bombshell to my friends. Unfortunately I hadn't really eaten that day and those few drinks went down a bit too well and turned into a big drinking session.
We ended up leaving by 11 and they all came back to mine. I sat them down and told them I wanted to speak about something. They all knew about Sarah by that point and they knew how much I liked her but were all in for a shock. At first they thought I was joking, and then they thought I had got her pregnant and finally they thought I had gone crazy.
I explained to them how unhappy I had been before meeting Sarah; I had no family, no job. I never really had a serious girlfriend before and apart from her the only other thing that was important to me was them. I then went behind Sarah's back and told them the truth about the new drug. I told them why I had lied about it and sweared them never to tell anyone.
After a few more hours of drinking and arguing my future my friends conceded and got drunkenly emotional about it all. They told me that they would be happy with whatever decision I made. I told them that Sarah was getting my identity bits sorted and I would make the change within the week. They were shocked by the speed of it all but I think I knew that the longer I thought about it the more likely I was going to start talking myself out of it.
The next morning, I woke with a pounding headache but I was feeling strangely happy. Looking back on it I think it was probably because I felt like I just had a massive weight lifted off my shoulders. The hard part was now done. I had quit work and most importantly told my friends the truth and they seemed to approve all in all.
I phoned Sarah and told her that my friends knew the truth but they were happy with it and all swore to complete secrecy about our plan. She was a bit annoyed at first but she realised that the only way I would be happy would be to tell them the truth. We arranged to meet the next day and I would bring my stuff over to move in.
I packed all my worldly possessions together. All three boxes of them and looked forward to my new life ahead.
That night I slept soundly and I remember waking up feeling positive about the day ahead. I ordered a cab and got him to take me to Sarah's house via the letting agent so that I could pay my last bit of rent and drop the keys off.
We pulled up to Sarah's house. This time she was waiting for me at the gates with a beaming smile on her face. We drove to the house and got talking. She told me that she had spoken to her friend and he was happy to change everything for me. All I had to do was send him 4 passport photos and my new female name once everything was complete and he would do the rest for us.