Wiggling in a state of intense physical pleasure, it is only as she ties the stocking in place around his testicles with a pink silk ribbon that the w...rds, "We all have to wear sex stockings," set off alarm bells in his tortured mind."We?" he gasps. "What do you mean 'we'?" Miss Lacey's maids, the she-males. You, me... all of us."He steps back instinctively. A look of shock replaces the hungry gaze. "You? You're a... male?" Of course, silly! I'm a Graduate maid, in the final stage of my. I'm sure my choice of dress was fitting for a 20 something in the eighties, shorts, OP shirt and tennis shoes. The day was very warm even for Southern California, I was nervous, excited and what the hell am I doing all in one. I arrived promptly at 4pm, I sat for a moment to collect and toss away any sorted thoughts. Looking at the yachts as I walked up to the guard, Smiling as I approached and given the name of who I was here to see, She must have seen me pull in or walking up, she was there. ”“My parents would kill me,” I said.“I’m not saying it would be a good thing,” he admitted. “But it’s something we could survive. I really did lose control with you last night. I had not intended to do that until you were older.”“Like this summer?” I asked.“Like in a year or two,” he said.“But I’m going to college?” I said. “What if I had met a guy there?”“I hoped you would,” he said. “I still hope you do. It would be better for you. You deserve a normal life, Mal. What I’ve felt for you all. " She took me by the hand and led me over to her dressingtable. After a bit of hair spray, some work with a curling iron,and some powder and blush for my cheeks (to absorb oil andprevent acne she said), she pronounced me ready for work. Weclimbed into the car, and drove me to the office promising topick me up by 5:00 PM. CHAPTER IV - FINALLY WORKING When Dr. Nelson arrived, she immediately complemented me onmy uniform and overall dress. She told me that my aunt had done agreat job.