It began to grow beyond just panties, babydolls, bras and basques. I began completely to dress in a feminine fashion with skirts and dresses and heels...on my feet. I shaved, not just the beard that I had grown to try to look less weak and more manly, but also what there was on my legs and all my other body hair including all around my cock. My messy crop of sandy blond hair, I grew out until it was shoulder length.Of course, these changes in my appearance were noticed by my parents and their. " She didn't finish she just lay there crying.That's when mum jabbed dad in the ribs with her elbow and indicated in Madeleine's direction. Dad didn't need to be told twice, he walked over, gently rolled Madeleine onto her back and picked her up by placing one arm behind her knees and the other around the middle of her back, gripping her just below her left breast to support her as he picked her up. Once he was standing upright with the naked Madeleine in his arms he waited until her head. Have you had anything to eat yet?" concern filledher voice."No, not yet." Well you better had. I don't know about you, but I'm hungry. What haveyou got to eat?" she called over her shoulder.Twenty minutes later we were both tucking into a bacon sandwich."Want to tell me about it?" Karen probed carefully."Barbara's gone. She's taken what she wants and I suppose she has movedin with her new boyfriend. She says she can't compete with..." I brokedown again.Karen moved closer and let me cry all over. These women aren't coming to you to get pictures of what they look like. They could look in the mirror or get their boyfriends to take snapshots of them if that's all they wanted. They want to see what they could look like. So that people will look at them and tell them they look beautiful." It seems like cheating, somehow." Jack, is it cheating when I put on makeup when we go out to dinner or if you set up a light to bring out a subject's eyes? It's a tool. It's not like you're going to put.