They had few customers over the first week and everyone at the salonkept putting him through what they called girlie training. Hazel hadgiven him a p...ir of white strappy two inch slim heeled sandals to wear. They had him mincing with short steps and hip sway, elbows kept tightlyto his sides all day and every day. Hazel insisted he continue afterthey returned home. Towards the end of the week Carita the otherstylist decided he needed some lipstick. She produced a rum raisin highgloss. “That will work, my love. It will suffice.”Oh, by the way, I found four-million dollars’ worth of gold in the storage room, too.“What are you going to do with it?”I suppose that I should find a secure place for it and turn it into cash and use it for the family. But if I do, I’m going to associate it with those dead girls.“Do the sensible thing with the gold. You are going to do the best you can for the girls. You’ll give their families peace, and you’ll bring their murderer to justice. That. She looked about my age, and was totally gorgeous. She had big green eyes and long flowing reddish brown hair. She was about 5'4", really curvy and had nice big tits. She had on a blouse and skirt and a big sunhat."Hello," she said with a really sexy Irish accent. "I'm Claire. I've seen you around." I'm Timmy. We'll be here a few more days." I live here." Claire had been scouting for talent when she saw this cute American boy with the massive bulge in his shorts."Really? That's cool." It never. It was worse than she thought, hanging down several inches beneath her buttocks. If she sat down now, her poo would splurge out of the legbands of her panties and all over her jacket. Instead she tucked her feet back under her, and knelt with her heels right at the outer edges of her buttocks, supporting little more than her hips.In this position she let out some more poo ? a series of soft, squishy lumps that merged with what was already in her panties and merely served to make the sagging.