I did it that morning only because it was Saturday. On Saturday Helen didn't run her truck. Also because I just didn't feel like leaving the cabin tha... early. I know 8:30 isn't all that early, but after Friday night, it was indeed too early for me to be out for the world to see.I even washed the one cereal bowl, since I was killing time that morning. I wasn't sleepy, but I was still exhausted. My energy level was low for some reason. So low in fact that I was still in the sweater I had slept in. I was better off just masturbating thinking about her and letting the not talking thing work itself out. Then I suddenly felt her hand on my shoulder, but I didn't want to look up at her."Honey, look at me."I begrudgingly looked up and what I saw took my breath away. She was sitting there completely naked, the robe was at her feet on the floor. I was about to say something but she reached up and placed a finger on my lips to keep me quite. Then she grabbed my hands and put them in hers. She. And I gambled on Mr Johnson taking my offer as long as he never had to lay eyes on Addison. He still blamed Addison's son for his daughter's death. I couldn't blame him for that since it turned out that she had followed the guy to Chicago and he had been the one who pimped her out and fought with her ending in her death.Once the sale had closed and Addison was a day from moving out, I asked Mr Johnson if he would like to run the place. He was a little suspicious at first but when I told him. Mistress was going to be certain that there would be no turning back forme. Over the next few weeks she made certain that I used my hormone creamdaily. No my breasts haven't started to grow yet but I could notice someslow down in hair growth. My male wardrobe seemed to be dwindling, withmore camis, blouses soft pullovers and ladies pants taking there place.Of course I have only had pretty panties and tight girdles for underwearfor many years already.Mistress had treated me to a mani and pedi.