Out here?" Tim led Kathy out to the back patio and closed the door behind them. Muffled sounds of the party came through the glass. Most of the guests...were around the TV watching a video of the recital.Ken grabbed both of Tim's hands and took a deep breath."Okay, here goes..." he said."Wait!" Tim trotted over to the bushes, fiddled with something, and suddenly strings of Christmas lights blinked on, adding white twinkles to the warm spring evening."Oh!" Ken said in wonder. "They're beautiful!". She then got the other one out and did the same. There I stood holding my almost realistic boobs. Within few minutes aunt Helena came with white satin bra, and put it around me an lifted the breasts in. then I felt the weight pull on my shoulders, which felt rather heavy, but not uncomfortable. She then let me step in a white pull on brief girdle, and gave me a white nightgown to wear. Now you better go to bed, dear, we will do the rest tomorrow. You better have breakfast ready at six thirty,. Flash .....flash ..... flash.Rob must have taken about fifty photos before he eagerly loaded them to the computer and we began viewing them. Quickly he selected the best nine or ten, cropped them and renamed them.He was so fast and it took no time. My mind was in a whirl. Would he want to put them on the sex site for all to see.I felt a shudder run through my body as he quickly typed the address and the sex site came up on the screen. I expected him to ask, but he didn't. He clicked on upload.. .. Err ... err Sean Brady,” she eventually mumbled.“Oh yes, Sean” replied Joan making her way back behind her counter, then looking down as if perhaps studying a diary. “Mmmmmmmm ... right, now, what did you say was your name?”“Err ... Catherine.”Looking across to Catherine as one would a recalcitrant child, Joan patiently replied. “I need Your full name”“Oh, err, Catherine Dixon” once Again Joan then gazed down to the counter and her imaginary diary.“And would that be Miss or Mrs. Dixon?”“Oh.