My mother took me back to mysurgeon for an appointment to get my breast implants. Fortunately, he wasa male surgeon, and agreed that I would look, not...only natural with "D"sized breasts, but sexy, hot, and busty! During my next consultation withmy surgeon, I asked him if he could enlarge my nipples a little. He toldme that was possible, and asked what size I wanted. I told him as big aspossible! The date was set, and by early August, I went "Under The Knife"to receive my "Real" female breasts!. I could wash the clothes in James’ washer, and dry them either in his dryer or on the line in his back yard, anything I needed over what I took, it would be easier to buy over there. I didn’t take my laptop, again deciding that it would be better to buy one in America. And although I would take my mobile, I’d get another one while I was in California for local calls. It didn’t take me long, and I was downstairs, packed, and with my hand baggage containing a book, my cd Walkman and half a dozen. " She gave me a knowing adult kind of smile. The one that says youhave no idea about anything. I didn't let on that I'd read her look and Ibegan clearing the table. It was ten minutes to seven. I knew I'd needhalf an hour at least to transform myself into Joan. I began runningaround the kitchen like a chicken with its head cut off. At seven on thedot with most of the work completed, Mom told me to just go. I was makingher nervous, she said. I laughed and made my way upstairs.I laid my clothes. Stephanie finally decided to walk in and said, "Jason... What are you doing with my panties in your hand..."Jason was shocked and decided to act innocent. He replied, "I was just looking..." Don't lie to me Jason... You were interested in my lingerie..." Steph interrupted. "It looks like I have to report this to the school... Imagine what will happen when everyone knows you are a pervert?" Stephanie threatened.Jason immediately decided the best way to get out of this trouble was to beg for.