..ohhsorry i forgot to tell you...i was wearing a bra and panties only. Asthis was a test for my laundry skills...so Miss Maria has instructed meto do...it in 'proper' dress, and dress was a bra...just only to hold my36C cup size boobs (thanks to my Gynecomastia and the hormones that iwas taking) and matching panties. My hair was in a ponytail."Why the hell you did it again???" She was yelling now..."Is inside of your stupid head empty...??" still grabbing my ear she wasshouting....Her face was. "C'mon." I followed him into the kitchen and noticed that he looked at Ellen with a smile.Ellen said, "Hiram, what's on your mind?"Dollars said, "Hiram! Sarge, your first name is Hiram? Oh, this is too good."Moss said, "Hrmmph! Yes but it isn't used very often." He shrugged. "Anyway, I'm moving up the announcement a bit. Ingram, you are not properly in uniform." He reached for a package Ellen was holding. "Go, put this on, Corporal." This" was a uniform shirt with corporal's stripes on it. Moss. The voice came again..."This is no dream, no fantasy. This is who you are now... physically.Mentally... you are about to be prepared. You are now a young blacksister, to look at. You wouldn't like this lady at all. She's gotplenty you don't. Like passion, fire, and intensity. That's why sheshaved her head, and has only earrings now and then as concessions tofemininity. She has the fire..." What comes now..." Nothing really. You will do most of the work... without knowing it..."There was a. "I followed her down a long hallway, enjoying the roll of her womanly hips and was shown into a small sitting room."Make your self comfortable." She hurried out, and I examined the paintings, all watercolors by the same delicate hand as far as I could tell.Loud voices penetrated the thick door and then I heard feet on the stairs and someone crying. I sat and gathered myself. The woman entered. I stood."My sister is a fool," she said calmly. "A bloody fool."That was not a word many women.