“Anchor’s free!” came the shout from the forecastle.“Mr. Chalk, double-reefed tops’ls, if you please,” Tony gave his next command. “Quar...ermaster, course south-southeast.”“South-southeast, Sir, aye-aye, Sir!” came the laconic reply. After almost three years, the men could anticipate most of their captain’s orders.Whilst the land breeze caught the reefed topsails, Tony inspected the rest of the squadron. Warspite and Daring were under way, too, the latter already under full topsails to assume. She asked if I wanted to go swimming. I replied that I didn’t have a bathing suit, she said that she didn’t either. I smiled as we walked outside. I watched as she pulled off her shirt, revealing maybe 30b’s covering by a red lace bra. I continued to watch and begin to get hard as she struggled with her belt button. She got it off and unzipped her jeans, then I stared at the almost see-through red panties. She winked at me, obviously seeing the bulge in my jeans, and jumped in the pool. I. You must remain as Felicity, just a while longer.” “How long,” I snapped . “Maybe just the first term then I understand David may be looking at another job move,” she said turning away. I was totally devastated, but could kind of see what she was saying. What a mess. I had never had a problem passing as Felicity, and had I actually got quite used to being a girl? Another 8 weeks or so? couldn’t I handle that, for my Mum? The final two weeks I kept to myself, David continued with the. Panties were easy. The bra was a little more complicated, but once I hadit untangled I cupped it around my breasts and fastened it first time,like I was an old hand at it. The tights were very smooth and shaded mylegs beautifully before I stepped into the skirt and fastened it behindme. T shirts are T shirts, though this one was a little close fittingaround my chest and there I was standing before the mirror looking at theresults. Unbelievable. This was the most realistic dream I'd ever.