Radiating softness, the peachy skin on her face ended at just the right level between her breasts to rouse my imagination, as the folder in my hand de...tly moved to hide my growing erection. In an all-eyes-this-way business suit that would have brought a proud tear to Ralph Lauren’s eye, curves sweet as honey were wrapped like presents on Christmas morning. And the best part about presents was the unwrapping. She wore a warm smile and issued me a hand. For a moment I was back at high school and. I'll take care of it. But this is something your father would really have a problem with. You're still his little girls. He couldn't handle knowing his little girls are sexually active ... especially not you. Deal?" I promise. And mom, don't worry about me. I'll be careful."I said it. But even as the words were leaving my mouth I was well aware of how easily I can lose control of a situation. I seem to be very susceptible to being told what to do. The truth is I'm scared to death. But it's an. At home he thought about how things were going and that he didn'tlike where they were going. He decided he had to talk to Julie. "Dear, we have to talk. I know what I did was wrong and I amreally sorry. But the thing is I don't want to wear dresses full-time. I want to wear my men's clothes. Can't you see where I amcoming from?" "I can see where you are coming from but I can't see why anythingshould change. I was not the one dressing in the attic. I know youhave been doing it well over a year. Head office was upset over some problems, and as corporate America teaches, he dumped it all on her lap. “Fix this Angie, or if you can’t, I will.” It was not a good time for Angie. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend, not finding much satisfaction in their sexual relationship. She was wondering if swinging the other way would work for her. All day she interacted with the three very shapely young women who worked for her, and often wondered if taking one of those pretty young things.