"I didn't agree to this happening!" she sobbed while looking over the nowunclothed, and very female image she saw in that mirror. "I - I'm a womannow..."The reflection looking desolately back at her confirmed that. The gown,voluminous petticoats, and other underwear had been shed, and the nudeform remaining left no doubt that Deirdre was a woman.And a very beautiful one at that.Thick, glossy raven hair tumbled across her shoulders and down her backwith exuberance she couldn't share. The. He worked hard to provide a good life for hisfamily. The reason why his son was here also raised the quality of theday. Greg K. was going to work on a project. This would be like agrindstone and sharpen his son's skills.As Greg K. was filling in his dad on the display case, Shy gave Lori aninformal tour of the workshop. The tour had a long stop at the pile ofdriftwood twigs and branches. Robbie and his son would collect them onthe beach. The driftwood was used whenever it fit with the. We usually raid the cafeteria's salad bar once a month, taking as many veggies as we can fit on our plates to hord in our mini-fridges."Ya, I guess, maybe," is Sherrie's muffled reply.After taking some time to breath, to splash some water on my face, I return to Sherrie to find her books stacked in two even piles at the base and head of her bunk. She has started to stretch her front leg on it's books.My job is always to 'spot' her, to rub out any kinks and to help keep the pressure in the holds. I started getting sexually aroused and was looking forward to the evening out even more than I had been before this exchange. What if I met a hot guy, could I do it? I wasn’t sure what the answer was but just thinking about it was turning me on. After dinner, we all went to the lobby bar for a few drinks before we were to head to the dance club. My friends were finishing the two bottles of champagne Michelle’s husband had purchased as part of his gift. I decided to go up to the bar and order a.