“In a couple days, she’s still settling in?”“Where’s she sleeping?” Alex asked, with lechery in his voice.“In my ... bed, of course! Whe...e else?” I replied.“So, David Anthony is a player, after all – do you at least have a picture of her?” he pursued.I started digging in my wallet, and pulled out a year-old picture of my sister Liz and showed it to Alex.“Wow, David strikes gold – does she have a sister?”“Yeah, she’s married and living in Seattle, with three kids!” I said.“How long have you. ” I thought as I rolled over to shut my phone up. I groggily looked onto the blinding screen of light that was my phone. 6:30 a.m., the day had finally come. It had been a week since I had seen my beautiful girlfriend Kate. I rolled out of bed and got on my feet, damn, today was going to be great.Kate and I had been together for a while, and it made me the happiest guy in the world to call her mine. She was a very beautiful blonde haired girl with short-ish shoulder blade length hair, beautiful. "Satisfied?!"Billy knew immediately that they weren't as they began to walk away."Wait," he shouted desperately. "I'm a big sissy! I love to wearfrilly panties and things. I've always wanted to wear a pretty nightyto bed!" Well, if you insist! Rachel, why don't you help your brother into hisnew nighty and meet me in my bedroom."As Ms. Smith left, Rachel advanced on her brother like a predatorapproaching wounded prey. "Come on, Sissy dear. Let's make you allpretty." Oh shut up, Rachel! . My family made it's fortune in the floral business in England-- do you see the irony? In our own ways, my brother and I are both gardeners of a sort. He says this will be his transgendering operation. He finds this work frankly...appalling."Dr. Slate winced in distaste. "Putting tits on perverted American financiers is not why I obtained a medical degree at Oxford, I assure you."M nodded. "True, brother. And once you performed the changes so direly needed by Missy Cane, you need never.