You have youdecided?"All that afternoon I had lain in an agony of indecision thinking aboutthe alternatives. "Madame," I asked, "if I became a girl, w...uld I startto behave and think as a girl?" Yes, that's a consolation. Or perhaps a reward? Yes, it usually takesmonths, but you'll start to think as a girl, have a girl's feelings anddesires. I've been told you'll eventually fully accept and even welcomeyour new body, but it will take some time. I wish the spell had thateffect immediately but,". The desk was empty apart from the intercom, a phone and a large leather blotter. On Charlady's side of the desk was a single typist's chair set rather low for her height and as she sat she realised why.The angle her hips were to her knees meant that the person could see straight up her skirt if she did not keep her legs closed. Also the low setting of the chair reinforced her feeling of talking up to a superior person. After a few questions charlady was told to stand and come around to the. That dream last night! That had been quite a dream -- so real! And this morning she had even awakened with her rectum feeling very sore. She supposed the soreness had something to do with the breaking of her hymen. Her vagina still ached... odd about that part of the dream, too. She felt a vague stirring of excitement as she remembered Dick's tongue and lips down there in her dream. She resolutely told herself that it was Dick in the dream, even though he had Morgan's features. That coupled. Shukla and Khan were standing in front of him while Samir and Shivani threw themselves into the chair and sofa. Imran looked at Richa for a brief moment; Richa’s eyes almost instantly lowered as he glared. Finally he broke the silence, “Clean her up! She looks tired. (Usse saaf kar lo, bahot thak gayi hai wo)”. Richa absolutely felt her worth as he heard those words. She couldn’t help but smile and felt content as if she cleared the test that Imran was subjecting her to.Richa was relieved to.