" When did you know that you wanted to be a woman?" I was about eight. I didn't understand why I felt that way. I certainlydidn't have a name for the ...ssue. As I grew up, I realised that otherpeople didn't feel the same so I kept quiet. It wasn't legal to be gayin England till 1967 so what chance did a transsexual have. Then in 1970there was a court case that decided that a transsexual was the sex ofbirth and a man that changed sex to be a woman was still legally a man.With all that pressure I. Philip got inside the bathroom and pushed the door quietly shut so he could enjoy his masturbation session and not wake Mary up. She didn't mind him jacking off because she knew that Philip often woke up in the middle of the night horny and she'd rather have him stroke himself than to wake her and expect her to be wide awake enough to fuck him.Philip's cock was nice and hard, the way it always was whenever he got turned on either to actually enjoy a fuck with a sexy woman or when he was just so. When I went back into the shop it was already open and Mary my boss was helping a mother and young c***d with what looked like the c***d's first pair of shoes. I was watching her when I heard the bell of the front door ring and in walked a tall leggy lady in her forties I guess. I nervously walked up to what was going to be my first customer and asked if I could help. She told me that she was interested in the black heels in the window and did we stock them in a size 6? I knew that we did. Beautiful! I exclaimed, I like it, but why are you dressed like this; her dress starkly resembled the painting of the one Annie wore. She said she had ordered it as a surprise, again I laughed which just pissed her off."On your knees!" she commanded and removed a pair of handcuffs from the desk draw, not wanting to dig myself a deeper hole I acquiesced, with my hands firmly shackled she put me in leg irons with a spreader bar, then leading me over to a huge mahogany chest of draws she lay me.