Who ever the other party was, they were very good. So I asked questions, and then I did some back-time work.I soon saw the pattern of people working m.... Man! These people were very good! My people were good enough, though, to disrupt what became apparent to me was a well-orchestrated operation. Once I learned what to look for, I quickly found them. "Them", being the opposition.I took down license plate numbers, descriptions, and between-time video. I turned it all over to Rachael. She was. Me : So I guess even you miss his presence ;)She : Of-course :PMe : So are you coming for a coffee tomorrow?She : Yep, I already accepted the offer :)Me : Hmm..then see you at 11 am, at the CCD near to the mall.She : Ya ok.Me : Then we shall sleep now…will see you tomorrow.She : Sure.Me : Good night, sweet dreams.She : Good night :)Tomorrow was my working, but I took a sick leave and got ready by 10:30. I reached the designated CCD 5 minutes earlier than the scheduled time but had to wait for. And in themorning, when all his clothes are tight…maybe even too tight to get on!Monique found herself laughing out loud and not ever wanting to stop. Alex carried the tray carefully into Monique’s bedroom. Hisdress was much too tight to go quickly. Thank God it was a stretchy fabric.At least he had been able to wiggle into it. And the way his breasts stuckout was really embarrassing. They hadn’t looked this big last night. A 38Cbra hadn’t fit this morning, and now. . many boys, 'experimented'by dressing in my sister's or mother's clothes. I hadn't got a sisterfor a start. Even after my remove to the home of my strikinglyattractive aunt and two equally attractive female cousins, and to theirhighly feminine wardrobes - all three - I'd never been tempted. Now, Iwas required to dress in as feminine a manner as they - more so infact! During the week my aunt and Sarah were inclined to wear trousersuits for work and Marie had to wear her school uniform, at.