Tom, there is more to being a girl than just dressing like one, I am going to have to teach you how to walk, how to talk, how to move your hands and e...en how to sit and stand. It will take a lot of work and we only have tonight to do it. We will both be very tired tomorrow, but if we work hard, no one will be able to tell that you are a boy in girl's cloths." I understand, Mother. I just hope that this does not last more than a week or so." Son, I am not going to lie to you, you need to know. She knew where Art lived and the daily routine he followed. She had a surprise waiting for him. so she watched him arrive in his office knowing he'd be out in ten to fifteen minutes. Time to 'Bump' into him once more.He was right on time as she assumed the very likeness of Erin McPherson. She walked right into him and fell on the sidewalk only a block east of Michigan Avenue. It was the high rent district. She was dressed in a leather mini skirt with a matching bolero jacket and a green satin. "He pauses to read through the file."I can't be, I'm supposed to be a guy."Al stands up. "Look, Stanley, or whatever your name is, we've all heardthis a million times. Something went wrong, I'm not supposed not be oneof the service bots, I'm supposed to be a guest. My mind slided into thewhore, I'm supposed to be a guest. Boo Hoo... we heard it a milliontimes... and guess what? We don't believe you. You are here for a week,and you are going to do the job. We do not pay you to try and. I was far too small to please her that way too. She'd even bought herself a dildo to get herself off halfway through our relationship.Finally one night on a Skype call she finally admitted to me that she'd been seeing the guy who had first hit on her. Apparently she tried telling me before but could only say that she was being hit on. My jaw hit the floor and my face burned red. Her excuse was that we were too long distance and she craved company. She'd took him up on his offer after a week so.