The schedule he was given indicated Sandra Torrance was to be his therapist.The following morning Scott was right on-time and so was Sandra or Sandi a... she said she preferred to be called. Sandi was about five feet five inches tall, in the one hundred and twenty pound class with dishwater blond hair she was wearing in a ponytail. Facially he would say she was cute even with her wearing only a little bit of makeup. He would guess she was about five years younger than him.The physical therapy. I had my own wig (red head sweetie) and my own make up kit nowand I still don't know if the sales girls knew that they were reallyfor me, and I didn't care.So now I was just the cutest teen girl you ever wanted to see and myvoice was no problem as with just a little effort it could be so sweet.It was like my best time when I would be like this. I was wellcomfortable is the best way I can put it. I could sit on our backbalcony and just enjoy being a girl for hours on end. I would toobecause when. As the weekend approached I filled the box on my quad with some towels a box of condoms and some lube. Just in case they “cum” in handy. Crystal arrived at about 10:00am and we decided to make a quick run to the local sub shop so we have lunch. We hopped in the truck and drove off. I owned an F350 giving to me from my great grandfather. She loves ford trucks, score 1 for this guy. By the time we got back it was like 10:45am. She said she wanted to go change into her riding stuff so while she. He should be here any minute."Audrey pulled back suddenly, glanced nervously at the door and then smiled, understanding. "Yeah, maybe that's a good idea." Would you like a piece of toast now?" I asked."Okay," she said, with a hint of resignation, "I can share it with your buddy, the squirrel."We sat outside on the deck with our coffee and Coke and managed to coax the squirrel back up onto the deck with little pieces of toast.I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Her skin was so smooth and her.