Off to work, every time I move thefeelings are just electric.When I got there my boss came in and told me to remove my outer clothes,"white eh? A virg...n, well you never know what you might get to do today." Now put this skirt and blouse on and these high heels."White 3" stiletto's, just my size and matching colour with my lingerie. Awhite nylon blouse and the smallest of mini skirts. Bloody hell my prickwas a stiff as anythingNow put this collar on, a posture collar, to which he attached a. Mary told me that I could refix them that night or, if I preferred, inthe morning. Mary had a heart to heart with me that morning. When did Iwant to see a psychiatrist? When did I want to start on hormones. Did Iwant to start dating? Was I attracted to men or women? Was I happy?She told me that I had the gift to be a natural counsellor and could do alot of good work for trans people through the shop. I had to admit tomyself that I was finding the whole exercise fun and exciting. I hadnever ever. ..but I didn't want to screw up our friendship." Well. Then why don't we see what happens." She said, reaching out for my hand and pulling it toward her body. She slid my hand under her shirt and then turned it so my fingers pointed down. She slowly pushed my hand down until my fingers tucked into the top of her pants, and then let go of them. I felt her hand moving between us and the pressure holding my fingers against her body suddenly eased. I heard her belt buckle hit the tile floor as her. I was captured with the image of this and could see the tips of my breasts rise and fall with each breath. Aunt Rose was humming a little tune as she worked and kept pulling my head up until I felt a crack on the back of my head with the comb, “Now set still Laura, we need to get this done or we will be late.” It was not a painful rap from the comb, but it reinf***ed in my mind that Aunt Rose, although a loving person was in charge. I folded my hands in my lap and felt the nub of my little.