But that day George felt thatMichael was acting strange. He was really nervous and he just took offhis jeans and put on the shorts they wore as part o... the class uniform."Hey dude, why haven't you changed your shirt yet? We're going to belate. Everybody is already at the gym," George asked."Uh, it's nothing. Why don't you go ahead? I'll reach you in a moment,"Michael said, smiling to his friend."Ok, but hurry up," said George before standing up and leaving Michaelalone in the change room.Some. "Thing," I thought to myself. "Was I now a thing? What an interestingconcept."I had come so very far in such a very short period of time - only twodays! It really took but a few well directed pushes from my mother andher so willing accomplices to covert me from closeted lingerie wearingsissy to the frilly and frankly slutty maid standing in this elegantfoyer.Here I was, completely feminized - my longish blond hair colored andcurled into a French twist perfectly atop my head, hairless from. "Ms. Cindy I overheard your conversation, and we havethings in hand no one will ever have to worry about Mr. Steve doing thisagain okay?" Mary looks at the two large men in the front seat, and isdefinitely not going to ask them why he said no one will have to worryabout Mr. Steve again."Thank you Mr. Tony, that was very nice of you. Thank you again for allyou are doing for me, and my family. Please thank the others for mealso."The warm feeling comes back to me as I look around the room. "Hurry. She’s probably scared to death that you’re going to abandon her. Love is one thing, but love with a baby is a family, and many women don’t think a young guy can deal with a family. Call her.”“Thanks, sir.”I went back to my desk and dialed my home number. The answering machine came on. After listening to our mutual greeting and apology for doing something other than answering our phone, we asked that a message be left for us. Then there was a pause and a beep. I left my message.I was feeling.