And the my kitten heels,small though they be, were a new feminine variable that I have toaccount for on the brake and accelerator. The windows of the ...ar havebecome a viewing portal for the world to see this budding Sissy. Atleast that was my overpowering thought as I was sure every driveranywhere near me was staring at my head full of curlers and my lavenderspaghetti straps. At stop signs, drivers on either side of me weresurely gawking at the ridiculous sight next to them.When I was almost at. The traffic was light and he found his mind wandering. Thoughts of the upcoming presentation soon gave way to thoughts of his secretary's perfect heart shaped ass and he was still undressing her in his mind as he pulled into the driveway.The door swung open silently and Peter headed for the office. He stopped short as he reached for the door knob. At first he thought she was hurt but he soon realized that those sounds were not sounds of pain. Silently, he peeked through the crack in the door.. ‘I’m fat and ugly!’ she wailed. I tried to peel the towel away, she was having none of it. ‘You never hid the bosoms from me before,’ I chided gently. ‘They’re still my breast friends.’ ‘They’re ugly and stretchy and saggy!’ she snapped. ‘Plus they leak all the time!’ I was silent for a moment, then sat on the bed beside and slightly behind her. I turned her torso toward me, forcing her to lift her right knee onto the bed. ‘You wanna know what I see?’ I asked. She shook her head as fresh tears. They weren'talways enforced by locals, but there were _supposed_ to be federal teethto the laws. If I hadn't read the book, but had relied only on thebiased lecture, I wouldn't have known anything about civil rights forTwisted.Mrs. Lowery's scowl deepened, if such were possible. "Maybe not becauseyou're ... one of _them_," she hissed, "but this is a boys' boardingschool, and I _am_ allowed to keep girls out!" So ... you're going to send me away - in the middle of the night, likethis?" I said.