What if they find out you're pregnant? Won't they send you to jail? I don't want that..." They won't John, they will never do that... no one except yo... and me has to know about our child, it will be our secret..." But won't everyone ask? I mean they know you have no husband. And I've seen that pregnancy can't be hidden..." They will ask... but that is not a problem..." and so I told him about the plans to go away for awhile, to go on a holiday. After all, we hadn't been on a holiday for 3. "You going to be around for a while?" she asked.At first, I didn't answer for I was caught up with the sight of her pulling on her tight jeans."Yes, for a bit," I said at last.Her small tits were encased in a black lacy bra but that too disappeared under a lose t-shirt."That's better," she sighed. "We have to dress up where I work but you know me, only happy in jeans. Sit with me and tell me all."We sat side by side on her bed and talked for hours and then at last her mum knocked on her door. I'm Ben. You know that. I'm happy to meet you Beth. Will you sit with me? Please? Have you had your lunch yet?" Ben was flustered. He didn't know what to do, or say. But he knew he didn't want this shy, blushing girl to go. "Please sit with me, if you have time," he said. "I don't know anybody here and with the threats and all, nobody talks to me. They're polite enough, but everybody avoids me."With a shy smile, still blushing, Beth sat and opened her lunch bag. That was all Ben needed. He. The room had a full length mirror whichgave John the opportunity to admire himself as he twirled and flounced inthis old fashioned outfit. Something however was not quite right, ofcourse, his hair.! He quickly scoured the box contents recalling feelingsomething hairy and sure enough there was a grey wig in an old ladypermed style. Standing in front of the mirror again he donned the wig,fussing with it until he felt happy and then stood back to review theeffect.John was amazed and pleased at.