I would wake up in the morning,get some work done, then go into our bedroom and go through her outfits.It started with just her panties, then progress...d into fully dressing,with make-up complete.That Thursday morning, I woke up, and decieded only having one more day to play, I would go all the way.Sitting in front of her make-up mirror, I started my transformation.Eyeliner,shadow,blush and lipstick.When I finished, I picked out a nice pastel peach colored nail polish and did my finger and toe. Allthe staff seemed to be extremely buff young men, not a tranny in sight. Iwould have to play it by ear. My first decision was to go to breakfastdressed in one of my other outfits.I managed to get my testicles into their cavities and taped my old manback. Next were the waist nipper, then knickers and bra and the chickenfillets then stockings, I liked putting them on. I checked my beard and,even though it was not showing, I gave it a close shave. Next was theslip, pencil skirt and blouse, by. Its Ok to write these things in this secret little space we are sharing at this moment. When I am done, I will return to the real world, and go about normal life. I will even know passion, and sex. But I don’t know if I will ever be able to experience the totality of sensuality that has been awakened in me in these writings with her whom I let into my secret, safe world of words. Maybe not in the physical sense. I can, however, visit this newly awakened thing within me when we write to each. The constitution got a brilliant deal on the machinery, and the girls chosen, apparently enjoyed the ensuing orgy that followed in the guests accommodation block, out of sight and shielded by high hedgerows, we sighed and cursed our bad luck for not being chosen, some of us turning to each other for solace and lesbian sex, something the nuns encouraged.Two Years Prior I wish I could start with a big happy family scenario, but I can't. From eight onward's, it was all about my mother and daddy's.