.." Ecco... a proposito di questo punto....avevo una idea... forse tisembrer? strana all'inizio, ma ...."A quel punto ho cominciato a capire cosa aves...e in mente...."NO NO E NO! scordatelo!" Ma pensaci! almeno fai la prova!" Stai scherzando? non mi vestir? mai da donna, sarei assolutamenteridicolo... e se poi qualcuno mi riconosce? EHI GUARDA QUEL RAGAZZINOVESTITO DA FEMMINA!!!" Ma no! lavoreresti solamente insieme a me e nessuno al centrocommerciale ti conosce" non se ne parla" Prendilo come. ’ In truth though I never actually visited the store and had no idea about anything inside. Maybe a little research was in order before starting…The week seemed to whip by and I found myself scrambling on Monday morning to get ready. I’d overslept and was already late. Rushing to the store and finding it open and ready for business, I quickly walked in and looked for my new boss. Behind the counter was a familiar face. It was Twyla.Twyla and I went to high school together. She was an honors. Sheinsisted on doing her own makeup and when she had finished she looked inthe mirror and smiled!"You've done a great job Edwina," said Mum. "You learn quickly. Anyonewould think you had been wearing makeup all your life!"Aunt Edwina really smiled at that. "I have a good teacher." Have you been thinking about becoming a woman before I dressed you asone?" Mum asked.Aunt Edwina didn't answer.I was beginning to wonder if my Dad would ever dress as a man again or ifAunt Edwina was now here to. She did hint that she personally didn’t have that kind of a mindset from that small eye-act of hers. So things settled that day and not much happened.Of course, I did make my way to the washroom a few times. Fantasies never stop, especially when you have what you desire right in front of you. In the next couple of days, I didn’t really talk much to her on a one-to-one basis. Firstly I was busy with my preparations and then the oldies were always there to have a look.But I did see her.