I stayed up, reading an online manual for submissives. It was shit. I woke up, head on my desk, at a knocking."Come to the breakfast table, Walter." F...ther called.Bleary, weary, heartsick, and scared, I stumbled into the dining area."Walter, you'll leave for college next week. Your mother and I will pay for your housing." Huh?" I can't be anyone but who I am, Walter. You need time and space to figure out how to process my birth sex." I can manage. I-I will manage, F-father."He shook his. He has a really cute smile. So he was put on the front where he would ring customers transactions. Since he was new and it was a busy time of the year, he needed help with every small thing. So I had to go help him out. Every time I went there he would try to make room for me to help the customer, and he would move from in front of me to the side. In doing so, due to limited space behind the counter, . At first occasion, my dick just sprang up with the touch of his ass. But I thought it’s not. He was also a photo bug who occasionally teaches photography at the City College and also coaches the City College marching band. There has always been rumors floating around about him but they seem so wild no one really believes them.One thing for sure is he makes good money at the local Cadillac dealership’s satellite used car 'B' lot. This is where the not so nice trade ins roost waiting to get wholesaled for scrap or sold for ten times their actual value on the “buy here - pay here” lot.. It was too dark to see at night, but i went I back on day 2 when it was raining and loads of girls came into cubicles to get changed or go the loo. Including several of these girls i knew. It was incredible finally being able to see these hot young bodies naked. The quality of viewing ranged from a quick glimpse of bush and ass to a full blown putting on socks bending over facing away from my spy hole so that in the case of 2 girls I actually got to clearly see both holes spread wide in all.