You always have, but especially now.’ She turned her head to the doorway. ‘Frank!’ she called. Amy’s father, a tall and slender man with a di...fident air, appeared instantly. He had obviously been waiting in the hall. ‘Our daughter is going to survive,’ said his wife. Then she grinned. ‘Told you.’ Frank looked at his daughter sadly. ‘Amy, I’m so sorry,’ he said, for the twentieth time that evening. Amy jumped from her bed and ran to embrace him. ‘It’s okay, Daddy,’ she said against his chest.. She must have been about 50, a woman of my fantasies. Mature, voluptuous, with huge breasts, not concealed but emphasised, by her harshly cut power-suit. Under a cascade of shiny black hair, her expression was one of total disdain and withering superiority. Clearly in command of this department store. It took me only seconds to appreciate that she was exactly the kind of dominant female that I had always lusted after, the woman of my wettest dreams and masturbatory delights. She was probably. "Leave me alone, Julia... please!" she gasped, blindly pushing me away before she rose and fled, stumbling from the room. I heard the door of her bedroom click shut, but her sobs continued. I flopped down on the couch, my heart heavy as I listened to Mom cry. I felt overcome with helplessness. There was nothing that I could say or do to convince her how damn unreasonable she was being. Or was there? Staring up at the ceiling from where I lay, I thought things through. Mom felt. I got more help and tips on becoming agirl than money would ever buy. The clientele at the Queen is not just TV's/CD's Tothe contrary. a good many were men who wished eitherthat they were in my shoes and dressed as a fem., or, many others werelooking for sex. Surprise! surprise !! Wow! were they ever!!!! If you are not familiar with this club it caters to the CD/TV/TScommunity. The main feature is a show room where there is an elaboratefloor show featuring beautiful scantily clad girls in.