Since I was doing this for the next fewweeks, I wonder if I could learn how to glue the breasts on. That mighthelp jog my memory and having to redres... when I remembered.When I saw Helen, I almost laughed. She might be stronger than me, butshe looked like a girl in boys clothes. Her hair was still in her usualstyle and her chest didn't look as flat as a thirteen year old boys."How do I look?" she asked, with her usual smile."Honestly?" I replied."Of course," she said, her smile fading."Well,. So the arrangements were made for Susan, Bill, Terry, Alan, Richard, Paul, and Steven to be at the farmer's field by 8 am on the Saturday. We supplied them with a large scouting tent, scout uniforms and cooking equipment. For realism we persuaded Bob my ex security manager to put in a token performance as a scout master. The story line requiring him to be called back home for an emergency, but not wanting to disappoint his six scouts he promised to return as soon as possible.The tent was. ” She squeezed it a bit. I asked if I needed a condom (which I had some concealed in the tool box). She replied “I had an IUD put in, no condom to worry about. Besides, use of one feels like wearing an inner tube.”She takes my hand and pulls me into her bedroom, which was the size of a three-car garage. As we got to the bed, she gives me a tonsil frisk with her tongue, while undoing my zipper and button, then she took the pants and boxers down to the floor, and she deposited them on a chair. That's when you find out who you are.She had ended up using Katy's bathroom during the fourth of July partyand noticed the book near the toilet. "Amber, the HuCow". She had only give a quick once over but the contents were explicit. It had stayed with the rest of the party, and she kept looking Katy over. When she had gotten home, she had found the book and read it. It was half disgustat first that then turned into curiosity. For the next few weeks, she had read everything on the subject.