But Steve said nothing. His cheeks were a little flushed, but he didn't acknowledge what he had seen, instead wandering over to his office chair, putt...ng his earphones in and joining his conference call with his back to her.Emma sat there mortified, knees together, face burning and heart pounding in her chest. How could she explain this?She was just ready to get her things together and leave, listening to Steve exchanging greetings on the phone with his colleagues as the call commenced, when he. She could never tell a soul - not even her friends - because she was underaged. Such a revelation would not only see the end of the affair but might see James in prison. A conviction would ruin his career before it got off the ground.Rebecca grew used to sneaking in and out of windows late at night. James only lived a good sprint across the park away and she made the journey many times over that Summer break.Absolutely no-one cottoned on to what was happening, least of all her parents and older. Laying her head back she found her eyes focused upon three sets of wide straps tightly poised against the slats supporting the thin mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her companions made a gagging noise as if to confirm her equal incapacity in movement. To her shock she was firmly encased in a large sack up enclosing her up to her neck. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her bunk. Startled into a frenzy she looked over into the semi-darkness of the side and heard the sound. In the morning when I finally awoke, I felt a new sense of identity.Nothing had ever made me feel this way before and I wanted to remain en femme for as long as I possibly could, jumping out of bed and into the shower still wearing the long curly wig. After rinsing myself off, I picked up a pink razor and began to shave off all my body and facial hair, enjoying the feel of the warm shower water.Stepping out the shower I wrapped the towel around my body, covering my stomach and chest and wiggled.