At least I didn't have to go to school.I wore my sisters denim overall to the shrinks and sandals. It was notthat sissy like, despite it had a cute be...r on the front of it. Thesandals were light blue with small hearts. I looked like a momma's boythat found his sisters clothes. The shrink was a nice old woman and toldme to sit at a table when she talked with my mom. There were Legos andsome dolls. I hate Legos and picked up a doll and started fixing itsclothes. I bet a 5 year old tried to dress. It was ridiculous to think that I would beable to pull off this charade. Changing back into my own body and Carolinto her's seemed to be our only option."Relax! Don't get your panties in a wad! That is, if you' re wearing anythis morning." She laughed as she continued, "You're taking this toseriously. What's the worst that can happen? Mom, Dad and Becky willfind out about your memory transfer machine switching our minds intoeach others body. So what! They'll find out when we publish the. I had even ran into my neighbor and she graciously shaved my back for me. I had to make up some story about how I was going snorkeling with a buddy. And how he had told me it was better not to have any hair as the wet suit would tear it out when I put the suit on and took it off. I owe her a drink sometime. And I was going 'snorkeling' all right, at least when Terence buried that black cock in my throat it felt like it. Anyway... I texted Terrence, "all done, BD" "Good boi, pick you up at 7pm. One day a guy walked into the shop and told Jane he was a amateur photographer and needed to buy some underwear for some models who would be posing at the local camera club that night for the members. She helped him select some suitable items and as he was leaving he asked her if she had ever modelled, when she said no he suggested she should as she defiantly had the face and figure for it. He gave her a card with the club details on it and wrote his name on the back, he told her to speak to.