I climb the stairs and can see an office light on shining through an open doorway.As I get near the top of the stairs I can see inside the office and ...reeted with the sight of a woman bending over the desk with her back to me. I have no idea who she is, maybe a client, maybe a new girl, maybe a temp.She is wearing very tight pencil skirt which is stretched across a gorgeous shaped arse. I can just make out suspenders underneath. My eyes travel downwards where she is wearing very sheer black. He is acquiring the mind and body of a woman. Before you say anything, just listen. Look at the situation. He is in a job where the boss wishes he were a girl. He likes the job and has admitted he wants to keep it, a girl's job. He helps you with all your girl chores and he knits and crochets and wears lingerie around the house. He's within normal sizes for a girl as evidenced by fitting into Charlene's so well." "He loves you and you are the boss in your home and face it girl, he is. ” George stopped from opening the door when he saw Tim had more questions.“He is a memorable dude, but I see him as a good person to have on our side just in case we do have to run,” George said and then opened the Faraday cage door for them to leave. Once back inside the house, proper, Tim started with the usual routine again – announcing the dinner menu. It was almost like an old, married couple telling each other about their work day.“Sir, I think the cops were right about that guy getting. That gave me my chance. I opened the bag cover, pulled out his putter, closed the bag back up and put the putter behind the seat. He came out f the house with his wallet in his hand and said:"I probably won't need this since I expect to beat you turkeys and you will have to buy the beer." In your dreams" I said as I pulled out and headed for the Singing Hills golf course.I smiled inwardly as I anticipated the look on his face when he discovered that his favorite putter was missing. He.