" Miranda nodded with a smile. "It was pretty much all typing, and as my CV said - I'm VERY good at typing." I suppose that you are..." Mrs Rogers ack...owledged begrudgingly. She opened her mouth to issue more instructions, just as Peter walked through the door."I thought I'd show Miranda where the café is and we could grab some lunch together?" he smiled charmingly at Mrs Rogers who just scowled back at him irritably."Oh very well ... I'll see you in an hour Miranda!" she looked across at her. The task in front of me was toobig. I could adjust to being female, but the thought of meeting otherpeople, of trying to pass myself off as this woman and of what mighthappen if I got it wrong, made me feel sick.Why had fate placed this burden on my shoulders? What evil had I done,that it saw fit to punish me in this way?It took a few minutes to fight down the panic that had threatened toengulf me. I succeeded because the one thing I was determined to rescuefrom this situation was my. This first time, I think it might be best if Coach Sanders stays to observe the technique, just in case we would require her assistance too. It isn't necessary, though. If you would feel better being more private, I understand, and so does she, but I really do think it would be best if she stayed for the first time anyway." Okay, whatever you say is fine with me." Coach Sanders, standing behind Janey and out of her line of sight, had a broad smile on her face."Great. If you're ready, we can get. " What do you mean?" You like to dress up right? Let me see you dressed up." You k**ding me, I'm not dressing up for you." Come on Roby, I already saw more than I intended yesterday and you had a dick up your ass." I almost spilled my drink when she said this."What?" I'm just saying Roby, come on, let me see you fully dressed!" She was making her puppy-eyes, the ones she knew no sane person could resist. "Pretty please! I'd love to." Fine." I said, giving up, "but I'm wearing your clothes". As.