.. deal with that." Yes, there was a slight complication due to her position in the company; she was upper management in V&P's billing department, and...had to maintain far more professional standards than lower level Records workers like Jen. Still, he didn't think that would be a problem."Remember all those long talks we had early on, when you told me about your job? V&P is a family-owned corporation, you said. One that believes family matters, and that family isn't defined by traditional. The first few things I ironed were my boxer shorts and I burnt the firstfew pairs meaning I would need to buy a few more pairs to have enough toget me through the week.I collapsed on the sofa when I had finished and picked up something toread. It turned out the only thing I could find was "Glamour" but Ifound the articles well written but fell asleep with it in my hands.When I woke Paula had got home.She said, "I didn't realise how much you wanted to be a woman, Charlotte,reading Glamour! I. Once his normally straight brown hair was a mass of bouncing ringlets I covered the lot with a ton of hair spray. Slipping the metal hair barrette in to place and fussing with it so that his four earrings could be seen glittering on either side of his made up face surrounded by a mass of brown 'girlie' curls."Right Emma," I grinned feeling my excitement mounting, "Your dress is on the bed."In the black underwear and stockings he looked like a creature from a fantasy to me and I was half tempted. He growled and his muscles tensed with each powerful stroke as he pumped in and out of her tiny channel. Sweat was beading on his forehead and around the nape of his neck along the collar of his t-shirt. I could see it dripping down and droplets falling on her back as he was fucking her ass like an animal. She was looking at herself in the mirror as he hammered his throbbing cock and battered her hole repeatedly. I knew she was swimming in ecstasy with each thrust; her lips slightly apart, her.