None of the women in his household knew about this side of him or his father. I tried to approach them but they wouldn't believe whatever I said and s...unned me away as I was a shemale. They hated me. I lived in a small room meant for servants in his desolate farm house. He always kept me locked and the room was completely empty. It had a small window through which food and water was thrown. Everything seemed gloomy. There was no reason for me to live a life thus. Alas! I didn't have the nerve. I flutter my eyelashes and catch your stare and I blush, then you continue to push your lips on mine. As always, I’m over thinking everything by now, but you take my hand in yours and my thoughts wash away. That’s when I really noticed our dripping wet ice cold bodies. The rain storm that caused this was still tapping on the window of your room, and the thunder rumbled the walls. You slid your hand down and explored by body. Every curve, every bend, every inch; your cold hand ran across my body. "I can only say that the good doctor has done a superb job in initially splitting the poor lads identities," Grace tried to lessen her own involvement in Trudy's son's transformation. "The new drugs are so easy to use once the doctor has intruded on their mind!" But how do you get him to respond to your wishes?" Trisha asked."Trisha believe me you would not like to know!" laughed Melissa."No honestly, I mean my friend was once a cross-dresser until I gave her the confidence to live as a woman. Tomorrow you go see Doctor Jones and I want you fresh."I did as MASTER told me too. And then got in bed at the foot of MASTERS bed."In the morning I got up earlier than MASTER. I went to the bathroom out front and then washed myself at the kitchen sink. When finished I fix MASTER a big breakfast and then waited for him to show himself."What this slut? You fixed my my favorite breakfast." Yes MASTER!" Last night slut after you went to bed I check and Nancy and she had decided she wanted to stay.