" Before I got to respond she continued. "You know, your Mom knows how you feel, don't you know. No, probably not. She mentioned it from time to time ...hen I mentioned how lovely your hair was."I finally got out a gasp, "Huh?" Oh come on child. She may not know what you are doing right now, but she knows. Mothers always know." Oh!" I sat there dumbfounded for the first time in years."Don't worry your pretty little head over it. We'll have you looking gorgeous by the time you leave here in a. I stand almost 5'7" and weight just over 135 pounds. I have shoulder length brunette hair and Grey eyes with what I consider a very nice ass. The thing that attracts most men to me is my breasts, at 36D they are a great asset especially in the banking business. Over the years many of our local towns men have made passes at me but I have never been tempted to reciprocate — well maybe tempted but I have never acted on those feelings. You have to understand that I love my husband dearly but I wish. I enrolled in a special school for boys who wanted to be girlsand dedicated myself to the goal of becoming my man's dream come true.It was an intensive class, like boot camp complete with a drill sergeantof a teacher. At the end of 3 months, female mannerisms and dress weresecond nature. I had changed my name legally, and I was ready for thenext step, hormones.During my transformation, he would drop in from time to time, take me tohis place for a glass of wine, and ask me how I was feeling. "Since her shift was over we headed out to a bar down the street from the hotel which was across the street from her apartment. We immediately started hammering down shots of tequila and in no time were feeling good. She was now out of her bar stool and standing between my legs, leaning back against me in my bar stool as we took shots together as she would occasionally turn her head to kiss me. After a few more shots her left hand found its way behind her as she started to rub my cock as she.