I could feel her bosoms pressing against me. She had the two upper buttons of her white ruffled blouse undone, giving me a nice peak at her ample brea...ts.Mom told me where she wanted the lights and in an hour or so her place was nicely decorated. I went back into her home."Did you have a nice time with my bra and half-glasses when you got home that night?" Yes mom, that was so loving of you." Is my bra nice and stiff, like your socks after you wear them a week or two?" Stiffer mom, that bra is. She could do the work without thinking in any case. The natural skin sausages were the hardest to fill but Sarah was an expert. She remembered her first week when she had been training...."You have to wank them out one at a time" she had been told by the Supervisor and sure enough the action was just like giving a guy a hand job. She pulled and pulled on the skin as the sausages filled and began to imagine herself as a high class escort, accompanying businessmen to posh do's and giving them. While we are doing this, you will be learning how to pass as a woman in public. If you decide to become all woman, at the ninth month you will have your operation." What if I decide to be a she/male?" I wanted to know both sides."The same except for the tenth month you have a minor surgery regarding your dick." My dick? Why would you do something to my dick," I wanted to know."We make it so you have a hard on all the time. Almost all of the she/male's husbands want a hard on, on their wives all. Thenshe looked down. Her body was still sitting cross-legged and chanting.Quinn smiled, or would have if she had had a mouth. She could looselydetect that her self, her ethereal presence, was that of a hard-to-seeshimmering cloud of green spiritual unmatter. She left the cellar throughthe wall and hovered over her rental house. It was dark outside, wellpast midnight. She looked up and down the street filled with houses fromthe turn of the last century. Houses that had been built up around.