She let a smile creep across her face as much as the gag permitted. Then she noticed something. A pair of keys dangled from a single ring that was tap...d to the mirror's luxurious frame. There was a note attached to the ring. It simply read "boots."Claire walked out of the bathroom, her feet encased only in the smooth fabric of her catsuit. She dutifully put her boots in one of the two corners of the room that she could reach, out of the way."Good." Adrian glanced up from his book. "So you can. I made a twirly motion with my right hand, indicating to Mel to spin around. She did, but only after giving me a sexy pout.“Wow,” I said, stunned. “You look incredible! Let me guess, Nordstrom Rack?” I knew perfectly well she was wearing an Ann Taylor or Armani or some other designer suit that cost well over a grand. Sometimes I try and diffuse the tension with humor. It’s stupid, but that’s what I do.“Oh, you’re funny, mister!” Mel looked at her expensive watch. “You know, my lunch break is. I was embarrassed I didn’t want her to go there, I felt like I had just pee’d on myself and the smell was different than it has been in the past. I tried to stop her, but she insisted on going down there.So I gave up on trying to stop her. She then used her free hand to spread my legs apart even more. As she does this, I can feel her tongue licking and kissing and her hot breath making me even wetter than before. I felt like I lost all control of my bodily functions, like I was pee’ing myself.. Joyce maintained a wary discretionover her answers to personal questions. Her existing high schoolacquaintances had accepted her transformation as a matter of course, butRoy had been shocked at first when he learned of it. She was starting tosee Jamie and Melanie as friends; she didn't want to mislead them, butshe wasn't ready to tell them the whole truth, either."So, where are you all from?" Joyce asked, at one point, in an attemptto steer things away from an uncomfortable topic. She admitted.