I quickly dressed in the rest ofthe outfit Rachael had bought for me, a little concerned that theleotard was a little clingy and really emphasised my ...reasts.I was soon dressed and joined Rachael in the kitchen where she hadprepared breakfast for me, muesli and fruit. She also handed me ahandful of vitamin tablets explaining, "Penny, it is important that youare healthy as you begin this fitness drive. It is also important thatyou feel as one with your feminine self. Therefore, among these. " ummm , yesss...it was fun...as long as your okay?"Of course I was okay! It was fantastic! "So umm , how far would you go?" , I ventured."Oh well..., you know...whatever it takes.." she smiled at the idea.It became a regular thing for Carol to flash her tits out for the boys , whenever they asked.Then one night I had to leave the group , and carol , at a pizza hut while I drove a friend home suddenly. I had only been gone 20min but when I got back there was a strange tone around the table.At. Nothing shouted 'sexy' or 'cute', but you were nevertheless comfortable with your appearance. The only issue you had with your face was the lack of facial hair and overall softness to your face. It had stuck with you since you were a kid, often getting bullied by your arguably feminine look, but you managed to ignore the most of it.Suddenly you get snapped out of your reflection. The receptionist was calling your name and asking you to go into a room down the corridor with an elaborate list of. "Well! It's Mr. Hammond again." She had over-emphasised the 'Mr.' making certain that she couldn't be accused of rudeness."Good afternoon Mrs. Winton. Yes I am back again. I have reserved my usual room." I didn't realise that you had a usual room. I have put you in room six. Will that be alright?" That wasn't an enquiry, it came across as a take it or leave it ultimatum. I took a deep breath, controlling my rising anger. Room six was a small single on the back overlooking the kitchens. She had.