..... turning to me he spoke ‘top off slag, get them tits out’Fingers shaking I undid my top. Taking it off, as they all watched, hearing them com...enting ‘look at the slag’s fucking big tits!’ ‘mmmmmm big fuckers aren’t they’ as I stood in front of them in my bra so ashamed but so horny!I felt Ron behind me reaching round and pulling my bra cups down to whistles from his friends. My full young tits bouncing out of my bra, hanging out on full view to this group of older men as Ron whispered. For starters you will weara half sari. Then as days progresses you will learn to wear all types ofwomen's dresses. Please pay attention and learn because when you go outyou must look like a natural born girl and not like an effemative maleor a hijra. We will peirece your nose and ears and you'll be wearing earand nose rings from now on and all other female jewelries like bangles,chains and foot anklet which will make a jingling noise when you walk.All of us are wearing it if you have noticed.". . but all in all I was progressing quite nicely. Time and again Mrs. Jones would check how far I had come and offer me small advice.When school holidays started Mr. Petersen, that is the boss, asked me if I'd like to work full time during the holidays. As people were going on holidays he could use me here and there for various jobs, like sweeping floors, bring out waste, etc. I was only too happy to say yes, as we needed the money at home, and we had no plans (read: no money) to go on a. I also wanted to talk to Calveen and find out my status and what I might do to earn money. It would help to know the monetary system, also.With those general thoughts, I walked around moving toward the center of town in the belief that any source of information would likely be there. As I walked, I was being more observant and noted that, while men were dressed in shirts or tunics and pants or shorts, most women had little or no clothing. Any woman who was alone looked nervous. After I saw one.