I have never seen such a beautiful body before.-I became angry. Then he said.- can I just touch your breast please. Just once-I said –no-Please he b...gged. I knew I could not do anything so I said ok just once.Slowly he placed his both hands on my breasts and started squeezing the nipples.It was after 18 years a man wad touching my breast. I did not know what happened as I cried out-mmmmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.This made him crazy as he pushed me inside and threw me on the bed. I tried to. Someone must have saidsomething, or perhaps she had seen me in the office. She invited me to heroffice. "We are an equal opportunities employer," she explained. "We arenot prejudiced about your sexual orientation but would ask you to considerthe feelings of your co-workers. It will be easier for them if you areconsistent with your gender presentation. I suggest you choose whether todress male or female all the time." She explained a few practicalities,like use of the male/female toilets. Then. "What would you like to wear tonight? I'll lay it out for you." The blue dress with the halter-top. It will go nicely with her green sun-dress." Good choice. That one will really show off your 'tattoo'. I'll just run the iron over it for you."As I got out my towels and washcloth, I wondered if all this domesticity was because of me. Mrs. Reynolds had never struck me as someone you would catch holding a hot clothes-iron. Yet, she certainly seemed to be enjoying it. I thought she might have been. . “Jonah, that’s the craziest thing ever!” Lara blurted out.“No, no, no, don’t look at me like that! This is not my idea, not at all,” he protested, raising his hands innocently, before extending a finger in my direction. “Blame Matt! Yeah, blame him, because he was very specific on what he wanted for this show. I just followed orders and made it happen!”“Um ... I didn’t quite have this in mind, man!” I exclaimed.Jonah guffawed. “Well, maybe not, maybe not exactly. But come on, it’ll be totally.