I finally began to take note of the other items the room contained. It was dominated by the large cleaning tank. It was full of water to within about ... foot of the top. Other equipment was on carts and several shelves along the walls on either side of the tank. I recognized another Bennett Positive Pressure Respirator but most of the machines were new to me. They all had controls and gauges and hoses of varying size running from them. More hoses were coiled and hanging from hooks on the walls.. So yes, I stood out and was getting plenty of attention. Looks. Stares, even.And I didn’t mind.I liked it.I’d had a bit of a crush on Brenda for a while. She was way too old to notice me, though she was still dark-haired and neat and tidy, and she had that headmistress type of strict bossiness that drew me.And because she was so much older, and Mum’s friend, my thoughts were totally inappropriate.My thoughts. They were whirling round in my head like the images on my ceiling were rearranging. My hand straight to her ass and squeezing hard, she moans into my mouth. Our tongues lashing against each other. Our lips smacking loudly.“Oh, I’ve missed you Robbie”“It’s been like three days” I tease.“I know but I’ve thought about your hard dick ever since.” She grins, reaching down to grab my bulge. “I need it again”We lock lips again and I lift her up by the hips. We continue to kiss as I carry her through to the stock room. I place her down on the same table as last time. My tongue eagerly. " I sang. My voice sounded just a little higher than it usedto, and it had a smoother softness to it, instead of the slight rasp I was usedto.I walked over to the mirror with the same stride I normally used. Except for thechanged hair, nipples, and pussy, I looked just like I had before when I hadbeen a man.I went into the bathroom and got a smaller mirror which I took into the bedroomwith me. Propping myself against the headboard with a pillow, I spread my legsand placed the mirror in front of.