She used to be Jake, my husband. Yes, I'm sure youunderstand. It is the 21st century, after all. Men don't have to be menanymore." I guess not," said ...rs. Bailey. "So why are you here?" Mrs. Bailey, as you can see, my husband has been with your firm for 11years, since we were first married. As Jake, he got great job reviewsand regular raises. No one ever complained about his work. Well, Mrs.Bailey, my husband is transitioning into living as a woman. Thank you.She's very happy. We both are." Oh,. Then we heard the teacher chime or rather scold "Sarah! Evee! get out of my class!"now us ignoreing the gapeing mouths of the other girls rushed out into the hall blushing. me whimpering slightly. Evee ran right with me and soon we were out in the main hall"so can you still give me a tour?" she said with what might have been a wink.I nodded a bit thrown off at her sudden flirtation." y-yeah sure. no problem." I reached back to scratch my head and as I did this my shirt stretchs tighter around. She held a mirror to show Terry that his long hair was now the same red color as hers. She next went to work on Terry’s face, she first glued long fake eyelashes on before she plucked his eyebrows thin using a pair of tweezers. She went to the bag to get the makeup that she bought for him but he stopped her. “Use your makeup on me.” Said Terry. “It’s old.” “I don’t care, make me look like you.” Said Terry. The whore went in her purse and began slathering her foundation on Terry’s face. Once it. After kissing for some time, I regained my senses and tried to stop her. Taking advantage of her when she was vulnerable didn’t seem right. I said, “You’re feeling really low and sad and you don’t know what you’re doing. I don’t want you to act on impulse and then regret it later.”She put her finger on my hand and said, “I’ve had a crush on you for some time now. The way you care for me, I just love it. I really like you.” Saying this she got on top of me and started kissing me again. Knowing.