He knew if I visited my sister I would be out for most of the day and well into the evening and I would always text him to say I was on my way home, s... he would have plenty of time to change and tidy things up.The day came and with the camera set up I kissed him goodbye and made my way to my sisters, I enjoyed the day catching up with s*s, but all day I couldn't help thinking if he was wearing my tights or any other clothes, cheekily I phoned him and asked what he was up to he replied "I'm . I was still shocked what is happening. But one thing was sure, the boss was not letting me go easily in the test. And we were driving towards her home. Not mine.Boss: now press my legs the rest of the journey.I did as she said and we reached her home.She parked the car. And asked me angrily, “Don’t you have manners, who will open the door.”I got down from the car and opened the car door. Boss, who is my mistress now, said: “Now u ‘ll receive punishment for spoiling my shoe, come on lick my shoe. That's not what I mean. It's obvious that you like this, otherwiseyou would not have had your hair dyed and curled like that, and what'smore, I know about the panty and breast forms you have on, which alsomeans that you had to know about them long before this! Your mother and Ihad a little talk today, and she tells me that even when you're naked youlook so much like a girl that it's scary, and if that's true, and I thinkit is, then let's not pretend that this is just something you did to wina. I remember you got the one from Urban Cowboy as well.”“It sounds like it’ll be an experience! Could I come over Saturday or Sunday and hang out?”“Sunday is probably better because on Saturday we usually study and do homework.”I gave her directions to get to the apartment using the State Street El, and when we finished our coffee, we headed to class. Stephie and I met after class and because we were both done for the day, we went back to Hyde Park to eat lunch at home. I spent the afternoon.