. girlish."You might want to look down."Against your better judgement you found yourself following the mysterious callers advice and glanced downward....There, on your chest, protruded two perky, all natural, totally bare boobs. YOUR boobs! "What the fuck!" you exclaimed from the sudden sight, and in fear reached suddenly down to your boxers. In place of the comforting bulge of your own dick you found an absence and in its place a slightly moist entrance. "Yes, you're a girl now." chimed in the. Just before five, her phone buzzed. She could see it was Mr. Johnson’s extension calling. “Yes?... Yes, I can… Sure.” Kelly went back to Mr. Johnson’s office at five-ten as he had requested and closed and locked his door as he had requested. He came around his desk and hugged her, lifting her into the air as he kissed her. He finally sat her down.“Is everything okay at home?”“Yes, absolutely! Why do you ask?”“Well, I don’t know. I mean, it was a crazy weekend and sometimes people get freaked. I'd normally feel kinda weird talking sex with my own mother on a Saturday afternoon at the pool, but somebody needed to knock her off her high horse, so to speak. Finally she manages a reply."You mean... like in a horsey suit, as in a costume? " She asked with a straight face."What? No, not a horsey suit!!!! Jesus mom, how would wearing a friggin' horsey suit be sexy? That's just... stupid! " Well, the whole thing sounds stupid to me. But that's what I thought of. You know what I mean? Like. On the Pain Scale, with me standing in direct sunlight a Ten, working next to northward facing windows rated a Four. It felt like I had the worst sunburn of my life while wearing clothing made out of burlap sacks. Damned uncomfortable but it was because of my eyes that I needed to get out of the room. Even wearing my sunglasses, having to look directly at the window while working had almost blinded me. Sitting on a toilet while people began arriving for the day, an hour later I could see again..