She looked into her fathers face and saw desire in his stare. He was looking at her breasts."Do you think they're too small?" she asked as her hands c...pped her tits and offered them to her father. "They're not very big, only a B cup." Honey, I've never seen anything more beautiful." His hands went to her breasts as his lips touched hers. They had kissed thousands of times, but that was a father-daughter kiss. It was a very passionate kiss, one that Kathryn had fantasized about for such a long. To further that point, its not about the clothes.I wear pants and a shirt most days. Dresses and skirts are saved forspecial occasions - just like most women my age. Yes, there are times whenI want to be more feminine, but I'm a practical woman , and so end up incomfortable, durable clothes. And as for underwear, that's even morepractical, as the only person who will ever see them is me.It's not about attracting attention.My happiest moments during this transition have been when I've gone. Julie guessed she couldnt be any older than fifteen. She had long red hair pulled back in a pony tail and wore only a simple white apron that covered her crotch. Hey Sarah, she said with a smile, What can I get ya? Sarah ordered the drinks for both of them, and the waitress left. Julies eyes locked onto her exposed ass. See, said Sarah, watching her friends gaze, This place isnt so bad. Julie turned back and stared into the table, Im really not sure about this. Relax. Everyone is here for the. Plus, I did just cum like 2 times before I came to work! I knew I should have stopped at the gas station and got that Red- Bull. God-damn you Amanda and your sweet ass! I chuckle to myself then drift off thinking about her and our latest fuck-fest. “What are you smiling about mister?” I hear off in the distance. I turn and I see the girl Amanda warned me about. Yes, you guessed it…. Liz. “Huh, excuse me?” I reply. “I see you over there with a coy little smile. So, what are you thinking.