.. How about Friday afternoon at three?" I'm seeing clients then. What's the next available?" Hmm... Tuesday at ten?" All right." Nat would have to ...kip a session of World History, buthe was doing well enough in it that it probably wouldn't matter.-----Everything went normally until Wednesday afternoon. Nat left schoolafter his last class, went to his office, and changed the day's fourclients: four transsexuals from San Francisco who had carpooled acrossthe continent to save airfare. Since. I worked off the reflection in the mirror, as I could not physically see past my new chest. I wiped the tears from one of my eyes, and attempted to undo the latches which held my waist prisoner. I was beginning to see the use of longer nails, as they assaulted the latches from all sides, probing for a weakness. The metal was not a latch, but a single, solid piece holding the corset together. My nails attacked each latch as I followed the corset down my flat stomach, hoping the next one would. The Emir waited for her sponsor to come forward, but it was evident he was not going to present the girl at this stage of her performance. When given the signal to rise, she moved a yard or so backwards and to one side. Turning so that she was in profile to the audience and three-quarters facing the Emir she waited perfectly still until some music started in the background. Then to the utter surprise of all present, including the Emir, she launched into a slightly amended version of Gilda's. Thinking of the time when you became my sanctuary, my heaven on earth. I remember that you like it when I tease you until you became moist. It is so sensual to hear that you would get naked and lie in your bed under the sheets thinking about the times we made love.Sometimes in the shower, I fantasized that you are with me like the time we took a shower together. With some body wash lotion, I start to lather up your body. You soap up my broad shoulders and chest and then you gave me some extra.