I started noticing her, she is getting closer and closer. Its like whenever she gets a chance she tried to touch most of the parts of her body on mine...”What will be her plan?”I said to myself. I masturbate daily thinking of her . And lot of confusions in my mind. One day during question and answer section after my sir left, she was standing near me so close I felt her hips touching my shoulder. “Oopps why this female is full of electricity. Whenever she touched I get the current pass through my. "Good! Then I think we nolonger have a Tommy, but a Tammy instead." She turned to Tom, and asked,"What's your name, sissy?" Without missing a beat, Tom answered, "My name is Tammy, Ms. Kathy," andthen without prompting he added, "and I am your and Ms. Carole's sissy. I donot have a dickie, I have a pussify and have been breasted as well. Thankyou for my name." "That's wonderful, Tammy. And now that you're more a girl than a boy, thereare more things you can do for me; things that would not have. She put on an air of cute, innocent ignorance as she asked the shipping manager to tell her about his job, making a show of how impressed she was by all of his responsibilities and acumen as her cleavage compelled him to keep talking. She framed her suggestions for process improvements as compliments for procedures he had no doubt already implemented, and by the time she left the floor an hour later, she had neatly maneuvered him into not only implementing all of her suggestions, but also. "That was it. Now Mother was going a little nutsy as well. I don't needany of Auntie Gaile's old clothes. And what's really weird is its allgirly underwear and swimsuits. What the hell? I dumped the bag onto thefloor. There were skirts, tights, leggings, some ballet clothes, and someone and two-piece swimsuits. Connie knocked after a few minutes andwalked right in."Oh, your new panties will go just perfect with some of those skirts.I'll bet you'll want those. Mother told me to let you pick.