She told me that at first she actually quite enjoyed the itch, by rubbing her asshole to gain relief and even pleasure…Sylvia finally admitted she w...s starting to find this itch more annoying and was worried because it was so persistent. I advised her to see a Doctor but she hesitated, telling it was embarrassing.One night she told me she had gone to see her Doctor. He had assured her that it was nothing serious and gave her some cream to apply. She said that now her ass was feeling. Tina and her Russian partner Tamsin had been living together for a year in Stepney, one of the few 'un-gentrified' quarters left in central London. Litter blew in the streets and the pervading aroma outside their shabby tenement block, convinced the two young women that the sewer beneath the road no longer worked.Having to cross London underground each day to get to the translation agency where they both worked was tiresome and exhausting this particular summer, when even at street level,. He brought the hand forklift to get things down for me. All the girls with me were doing was running the carts. Joe had taken one of his best cashiers off line and was checking out our stuff as fast as she could. She still couldn't keep up. I left my commercial card with her to expedite checkout. We kept it up for about 3 hours. By the time I was satisfied with what we had, the store looked like a tornado had hit it. {Brilliant flash on inspiration just hit me} I told everyone to keep the stuff. Three office ladies had a stack of work for me to do but obviously neededme dressed like them. I was to wear the school issued dress suit with fullmake up stockings and heels. The women loved every minute of feminising meand teasing me about how pretty I looked. I worked hard that afternoondoing all the mundane jobs the ladies didn't want to do, one of whichincluded taking notices to all the classrooms and enduring the ridiculewhen I entered each room in my new attire.Finally my last chore, the.