While I was stunned the Reverend Mother seemed to be enjoying my discomfort. Had anyone asked if it were possible, I would have said something like �...INCONCEIVABLE?”The mirth on Sister Natalie’s face was like she had just told a joke. As she looked at me, she giggled at the look on my face and then shook in rolls of laughter. Finally coming down she said, “Oh Toby, I’m sorry,” trying to catch her breath. “But you have just reminded me of Laurence.” Too astounded to reply my face was a total. Being in drag was supposed to be a temporary thing;now it looked like it could be twenty four hours a day for some time tocome. Unfortunately, I had no real choice for now but to play along andbe the person the von Rumstahls thought I was.I picked up the knickers and rubbed the material between my fingersthoughtfully. The underwear I'd worn beneath my female attire had beenstandard RAF male issue, complete with tags in English. I'd need todispose of it as soon as I could, or at least hide it,. I slowly scan the book and remember remembering being a bit of a nerd, I would always stutter around them. I was also having slight issue with blackouts during this time. The blackouts sometimes lasted for few minutes while others lasted for whole night. The worse blackouts occurred about the same time after seeing the girls the last time before they committed suicide.As I scan the title of the first page I can recall the first major blackout. It was following the homecoming dance when I saw. He pushed my titstogether and licked and sucked back and forth, still rubbing his cock against me. I was bent backwardpretty far over the table. I wondered what you would think if you walked in and caught me doing this.He stopped and lifted first one foot and put it on the arm of one of the chairs and then the other. I sawthe light immediately. This spread my legs nice and wide and lifted my body up and closer to the edgeof the table. I had on that little black skirt I like to wear without.