" So, why in Heaven's name did you do it? Why did you go and turn me into agirl?" As I have told you before, mistress, in a round about manner of spea...ing, itwas you yourself who requested it." No, I didn't!" the beautiful blonde's retort resonated with a raw and uglysense of vehemence."Oh, yes you did, mistress!" Ackabubenlatu was adamant. "You wanted a bodythat the perky brunette who lives in 2C would sit up and take notice of and,though I was loath to do so, that's exactly the kind of body I. I don’t know how I know that, but I’m sure of it. Maybe it’s my womanly instinct.He's a smart boy, it only takes him a couple of tries before I feel the straps relax around my chest and my breasts loosen in the cups. I'm not huge, but I'm better endowed than a lot of the girls in school, even the seniors. When I walk down the school corridors, I catch boys staring at my chest all the time. Chances are, this boy has been ogling my boobs since they began developing in earnest two years ago.I. For me I had been encouraging this to happen especially during the long and frequent sessions we had been having since the Christmas party, driven by me listening to Alison's accounts of the night.So dressed to thrill, stockings of course!!! again a skirt that just covered them but with no knickers this time Alison left for the night, my guts tied in knots as it always is I kissed her good night and told her to have a great time.They met at the bar got drinks and sat at a table, Alison. We’d been living in an apartment in New York and I had been attending a private school.Then out of the blue, Dad says he wants a divorce. He’s a highly paid lawyer so Mom had no choice. She was smart enough to have signed a prenuptial agreement so we have alimony coming in. Mom was still looking for a job, mean while she was going to school online to earn an accounting degree so she could work as a bank teller or tax attorney. Mr. Burkle must have taught Mom well if she was going in for that, I.