You didn’t want us to know that you have been working in a place full of lovely girls wandering around in the nude all day! Am I right?”Jared just...continued to look from woman to woman still not knowing where all this was leading so Gloria Benson decided to put him out of his misery and said, “So, you see, Master Reznik, with that piece of information up our sleeves we both decided that if you were going to work around totally naked women all day then maybe you would like to have two more. Who knew whenthat would change? Finally, the shame just vanished. I smiled anddecided to enjoy my hair. I had worked on it for two days. It was mineand I loved it.My day was wonderful. With my white button earrings, pearls and a cameobroche pinned to my collar I couldn't stop looking in the mirror. Allday I would have to stop and touch my hair. I felt more like a womanthan I had ever in my life. It was intoxicating, but mostly if feltright. Like this was the real me. That the young man. Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle decorated the neckline and the edges of the super-short sleeves. Her long black hair was bound at the back of her neck with a white band and then dropped in long ropy curls down her back. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the. I was eating lunch at my desk when my telephone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and smiled."Hi, Mom." Hello, Baby Girl. How are you today?"I grimaced at my mother's pet name for me. At 24, I was a little old to be called 'Baby Girl' but Mom would never change. I listened with half an ear as I continued to eat my lunch while she rambled about home and caught me up on the local gossip."Mom, I've got to go. My lunch break is almost over. I'll call you later, okay?" Amy, wait! Don't hang.