She looked at the other skirt, and sighed. She would try this once, and see how it felt. No panty hose, some strange suspender stocking combo, which e...ded well above her hemline. Her skirt would have to clear her ass before they were really visible, so it was fine she decided. She turned examined her ass in the mirror, and she decided it looked good. She went downstairs with a wicked smile on her face. Perhaps she would enjoy this after all. Men would look, and want, but the only one who got. All the experts have recognized M. Fauville's handwriting." Then?" Then..."Don Luis did not finish his sentence; and M. Desmalions felt the breath of the truth fluttering still nearer round him.The others, one and all as anxious as himself, were silent. He muttered:"I do not understand..." Yes, Monsieur le Prefet, you do. You understand that, if the sending of those letters forms an integrate part of the plot hatched against Mme. Fauville and Gaston Sauverand, it is because their contents were. " I had to giggle at his accuracy but then I looked at Jimmy and before I could ask, " What about him?" Newton said," He's cool. Plus, he is in training for my job. I would like to open an office in a year or two." I could only say," Oh. Okay." But what happened I really didn't expect to happen. I mean I expected something. But not what did.Newton handed me a Tequila Paralizer, we all sat down, Newton on one bed, Jimmy on the other bed and me on a chair at the tabel. We were all silent. Mr Jones then told me that it was important I was careful with Trevor. Icould not remove my bra and pantyhose myself but if Trevor was to do soand to slip them on himself he would also risk becoming a woman like me.And it was important that Aine had a father. Even though I was born aman I could not be anything other than a mother to our daughter.Although I would set strict boundaries with Trevor about his fidelity itwould not take long for changes to take place in his wardrobe. Thewardrobe.