Most times, he just fondled my legsor pinched my butt. Only on the odd occasion did he get round to givingme more "attention".This was the norm for th... weeks to come. I was soon the buxom brunnettewith D-cup bosom and hair to the middle of my back who was (with theexception of the highest client?le) on first name terms with him.However, this "perfect" relationship was not to last. It started when Ihad to answer nature's call.So, there I was in the ladies when a slightly older looking. "Mrs. Peters replied, "Well, I guess so, they don't like playing withgirls so much younger than them though..."The two girls exploded in protest and dragged me through the house andout to the backyard so we could be alone while Marie and Mrs. Peters satdown to talk.The girls, Sally and Katie, pestered me with questions about why Iwanted to be a girl so much and how the transformation was done soconvincingly. I admitted my ignorance about precisely how theprocedures were done, and gave the. He was at one of the tables eating. He was watching her every move. After he got done he walked over to the group. He stood by for a few minutes just listening before he interrupted ‘Excuse me Katherine would you go for a walk with me?’ Katherine smiled and said, ‘Yes, I would love to stretch my legs. Please, excuse us.’ After they left the group he asked her ‘Where would you like to walk? I would like to be off from everyone else so I can get to know you better.’ She was very excited that he. That didn't need saying twice, and it was difficult for theteachers on the floor to keep the students moving out orderly.Finally it was the Grade 8s chance, and most of them just went backto greet their families, and the teachers came down from the stage tomingle as well.Mikki's father had a photo area set up, and Rachael managed to getphotos with all her teachers as a group, as well as single picturesof her with each teacher. Other students followed over and did thesame, to the point where.