Sylvia couldn’t believe her luck, ‘Oh yes, thank you, I’d love to.’ Then Sylvia got a long sad look on her face, and Adrienne asked what was w...ong. ‘I only have a couple of pairs of jeans and t-shirts to wear, I never really thought about doing anything fancy, or needing dress up clothes.’ Sylvia said with the thought that this would make her loose the job. Adrienne laughed, ‘It’s early still sweety, why don’t I take you and buy you a couple of new outfits, we can deduct it from your future. "Yes, she only wairs her wigs on 'bad hair days' now. She has also had surgery on her vocal chords to make her voice sound naturaly female." Suzi turned to Edele, "Eddie's back"Eddie regained control, "Why have you left me under for so long mistress?" Eddie asked."So you didn't spoil your supprise dear!" Suzi smirked."What do you mean supprise?" Eddie asked, not noticing that his voice was higher than usual."Listen to your voice!"Eddie listened to his voice carefully, "My god what have you done. Not overtly, but like at the gym. It’s constant innuendo. Even shopping. Guys just stare, sometimes. Mainly the older ones.” “No, I respect you. When I said you were hot…” I put a hand on Tommy’s arm. “It’s okay, Tommy.” I handed him his coffee and I leaned against my breakfast bar and he stood there looking all fit and youthful. He was banging with testosterone and I just knew he would make someone a great boyfriend and lover. Call me forward, but I felt that it was my place to properly. There was no need for her to read the words now, that need had long since passed, she could recite them without thought or effort, so deeply were they ingrained upon her memory. But that was not the point, the ritual required she read each word aloud, so that is exactly what she did. Beatrice was pedantic in her obedience.As the words flowed she felt the change begin, felt her identity shifting. Little by little, word by word, Beatrice surrendered to the change, accepting, welcoming, needing..