"Yes...kind of," she replied in a quiet depressed voice. "What's wrong? If you didn't like it...," I started to tell her. "No! I liked doing that ye...terday. I was just...," Katie's face reddened. "Go on....it's okay to talk about it." "I was so horny. I wanted you so bad last night but after we got the k**s to bed I thought it was too late to have sex," Katie stammered. "I was going to get dressed up for you when you came home and surprise you but I guess you surprised me." Katie and I. After about 5 minutes of waiting she said Mr. North will see you now. She walked me down the hall way to a door with Mr. North's name on the door and under his name said president. I was feeling real excited about getting to interview with the president and was really excited about my chances. I walked in and introduced my self and handed him a copy of my resume he asked me to sit down while he looked it over. As he looked over my resume I was looking around the office it was a huge corner. When she hug me, I can feel the muscle of her boob. I want to see her naked. One day, I disobey her for something. She got angry but at that she din’t told me anything. At night, after dinner she called me in her room and scold me for disobeying her. Next morning is as usual. After some days, I came home late at night and crossed the danger limit of 11.00 p.m. she is waiting for me. When I came, she asked me the reason for the late and again scold me. Now, utmost she scold me everyday as I. Something that was now a part of me. I pulled at thefront of the gown to reveal two full looking breasts."Oh my..." I started to say. My voice. It was so high, so feminine.Almost squeaky. Was I a real girl?I pulled at my wig. A sharp pain went through my scalp. These thicklocks of brown, wavy hair were no wig. I clambered out of the bed toreveal the room I was now in.Pink carpet decorated the floor, but the walls and the extremely highceiling were stone. There was no light fitting, only candles.