.. like 14 and some were too old; some were too beautiful; and some wanted a sugar-daddy. Who we finally chose was 16, not beautiful ... but not ugly ..... pleasant. An orphan done wrong. A runaway.Wendy said, "This one."I said, "Can you leave this instant?" Yes, please," she said."What's your name?" They call me Heather," she said."They call you Heather?" There was a sprig of heather wrapped up in my blanket," she said."Do you like it?" I still have the sprig," she opened a little bible and. “I think I am weird!”Then you proceeded to tell me about what I now call your perfectly normal submissive tendencies.“I imagine being tied up and teased, or even tickled,” you said. “I like to be controlled, teased to the point of pain. I dunno, it’s hard to understand.”“Not hard at all,” I replied. “You have some submissive tendencies. Don’t worry, it's perfectly normal really.”“I fantasize about being taken in the doctor's office,” you confessed.“Oh my,” I said. “Did you fantasize about that. I tried to hide it from Karen but I dont think I was successful yet she never said anything. Kristen came home from her junior year of college and only worked part time so was home allot and sunbathed frequently on their back deck. I had a perfect view of their deck from my second story spare bedroom window and have to admit I jack off several times while staring at Kristen. Kristen would wear a thong bikini and take off her top and lay face down giving me a perfect view of her tight ass and. His, now her, transgender status was supported by the management,and tolerance and respect would be the order of the day. This eventtold me that I could do the same if I wished. I went to the managerand told him a little of my history and indicated that I would alsolike to come to work en femme. The manager having no objection to my proposal, I embarked on aserious transformation by scheduling a makeover, nails, hair,makeup and even electrolysis and waxing. I expanded my shoppingtrips, buying.