"Go ahead Paul, touch them, feel them, I want you to."Paul tentatively reached out and felt her breast. It was soft and warm and a lot heavier that he...had thought a breast would be. He lifted her breast a little then ran his finger around the nipple. "Is that where the milk comes from?" He was pointing to her nipple."Yes it is Paul, but it's also a sexually stimulating spot for a woman. Women like to have men suck on their nipples and breasts. Would you like to try that?"He nodded yes and she. You will over the next few weeks come to realise that acting, dressing and becoming a girl is the only thing that will satisfy your sexual needs," Grace led the poor boy's mind into a world of confusion that was inevitably going to turn him into a girl.Chapter Eight - VoicesEdward's dreams were somewhat wild that night, for all he dreamt about was silk, satin and lace, but the most unusual thing about the dreams were that he always ended the dreams being caught dressed in the material.As he. ?Seriously,what?s going on with Amber? Is mom in denial or something??Stef fixed him with an angry stare. ?No, Jay, she isn?t. She deals withthis day in and day out. So do I. Amber drinks too much and she?s amean drunk like Bill.? She turned to Esme and said, ?Amber?s dad.? ?Sheneeds to cut that shit out before she kills her liver or ends up with herass kicked by some younger drunk.??Yeah, well, what can I do?? Jay offered.Stef laughed. ?Seriously Jay? What can you do? I, we. She had come out for some excitement before the weekly boredom of being fucked by her husband – and already she had a good idea of where to find it. When they had come in she had noticed a bunch of young soldiers crowded round the door leading to the telephone and the toilets. They kept turning to look in her direction and she knew instinctively they were talking about her, appraising her body and probably her sexual potential. The idea excited her tremendously and, knowing she would.