It’s always nice to hear your voice, even between yawns.’ The sound of another sharp intake of breath filled my ear. ‘Right, sorry, but I honest...y don’t think I can keep awake much longer. Anyway, what I rang for, have you still got the day off tomorrow? Am I gonna see you?’ ‘Yes and yes. Thought we might have a ride out to get some lunch in an out of the way romantic place. That okay?’ ‘Mmm, sounds like a plan. But let’s wait until tomorrow, eh, see how I am? Can you come round about 11?. ”“Ohh baby,” she groaned. “I wish you could. If you were here, I’d make you really happy.”Bob pushed the doorbell. He heard the bell ring inside. He pushed it again, like someone who is impatient.“Shit!” she said.“What?” he asked, unable to keep the shit eating grin off his face.“Somebody’s at the door,” she whispered.He pushed the button again.“Well don’t answer it naked,” he said.“Of course not! Who could it be at this hour?”“Get rid of him. I was so close.”“Where’s my robe?”“How should I. I have a body structure of a teen girl, I even have a curvy, plump bubble butt which I love to show off. I don’t have a lot of body hair just some on my legs and arms, and underarms. I don’t have any facial hair growth either and have a very soft voice which I could turn into girl-like voice without much effort. I’m about 5’6” and basically a guy whose body is better than most girls.I was always admired by my school swim team buddies, for my skills and my body. Perhaps their admiration started. He would spend hours arranging the boxes by brand and even though he could not yet read, he noticed similar numbers and letters on the ends of the boxes, especially the number 10 1/2 which he later learned was the size of stockings worn by his mother. Billy's mother did not seem the least concerned with his interest in her boxes of stockings. In fact, she encouraged him to play with them because it kept him occupied so should could completed her household chores.What Billy enjoyed even more.