I wear heavy boots and jeans to climb telephone poles. To help in my job I keep my hair cut short in a page boy style and don't grow my nails. Because...of the way I dress at work plus my thin stick figure, I quite often get confused as a man while on a job site. My best friend Cathy is always trying to get me to wear more feminine clothes at work and to wear dresses and make-up when I'm not working. Over the years I have gotten lazy and usually wear jeans and mens shirts all the time. I don't. Then she placed her hands on my shoulders, pushing me back so we were at arms length, "up here we play, downstairs we work, understood?"I lifted my arms, palms flat together, and whilst doing my best 'karate kid' bow, "yes ma'am." Very funny grasshopper, now lets go earn the money to play."And so started my first day working for Chris. Not a well paid job, not that I cared, but the perks were wonderful, when not busy I could still sketch, although I couldn't go wandering to find new subjects,. I saw the lady check me out as I went by. When I got into the stall Zooey was already taking her shirt off. She raised her shirt over head and threw it on the bench, not even attempting to hide her perky 38A titties from me. She grabbed a yellow bra with smile faces on each cup and started putting it on. I cant believe how much the sight of my little sister's breasts were turning me on. I could feel my tool start to grow with excitement. She hooked the bra shut and looked at herself in the. “ I have to go out now Kelly but remember this is our secret right?”“Right Daddy – Mommy must never know her husband likes to fuck his 14 year old child in the bottom. Daddy do you think if you visit me in my room some nights it will help me remember not to tell mommy?”“I am sure it will sugar – Daddy’s pee pee wants to make lots of trips to your room and he will sugar – he will but I have to work now so go to Heather’s and I will see you soon.”I left the house and went back to Ned. I told.