Peyton fell asleep with thespeed of a cheetah while I lay there, my eyes closed, contemplating thefollowing morning. I was going to go to work dressed...as a woman, headto toe. It would be a first. A big first. Maybe the biggest.And I was scared.I felt my pulse in my temples. My mouth was dry. My breasts felt heavyand I was still wearing my new bra because it helped take the weight ofmy breast forms off my skin. Every physical discomfort paled to thethoughts that were keeping me awake. I would be. We became closer as we talked about the changes, telling each other about the different things we were feeling - when we bathed - or undressed in our rooms with the door locked.“Soon, we were doing these things together, just like we had when we were small girls who didn’t know we’d one day have boobs and hair on our pussies.”“So, you talked and told secrets ... and even maybe showed each other?” I asked.I knew how that worked, though I never talked to a friend about it, I did have my older. Do what I say and there won’t be anytrouble.”He did as I told him, lifting his butt slightly to gethis hands under. I didn’t want him to grope me or try toundress me, that would be *cheating*, wouldn’t it?I sat square on his hips, his legs between mine, and hisbeautiful young cock jutting up right in front of me.I proceeded to revive his flagging member, strokinglightly. I had some experience at this with Bill, yousee. I knew where to stroke, and where and when. I know I could never replace your Jane but I would like to share your bed." With that she planted an opened mouth kiss onto my lips and her tongue shot in seeking mine.I disentangled our mouths and looked at her."Marjorie I thought you were a real stuck up, snobby cow when you got out of that car, but over the last few days I have appreciated your help and your advice. I think that we can have a harmonious relationship, I have never bedded a Lady before, are you any different." I said to her.