He stood up and walked to the back of the class, away from me. "You need to leave, now, Kayla," he told me firmly with a hint of worry in his voice"St...ll paying dumb, are we Mr. Morgan?" I asked him innocently. "I saw you watching me when I was touching it," I told him."What was that?" he asked me."My pussy." I told him simply. I unbuttoned my shirt and untucked it out of my skirt. I threw it behind me and watched as it landed on a chair. I was wearing a lacy black bra, and damn, I looked. Instead, I discovered that the director’s smoking hot daughter Elizabeth had returned home from college for the summer.As the BBQ got started, she was the perfect “good daughter” - hanging out, politely socializing with all of her father’s coworkers and employees. I had meant to strike up a conversation with her, but every time I turned around she was talking with someone elseAfter about two hours of doing my own thing, I stepped inside for a quick drink and bit of shade. As I opened the fridge. He slipped his hand under my chin my and said, “Let’s go to my boss’s office.” I wasn’t going to argue.We shed our clothes on the secretary’s chair and walked into office. There was a small table in one corner, a big desk with a leather high back chair and a saddle mounted on a sawhorse. Jeff grabbed me and breathed in my ear. “I’ve been wanting you so bad. I have to let you know what I want and how I want it, but,..." he paused, grabbing my ass and squeezing both cheeks, "...we’re going to end. Often they wouldgo to the cinema, shopping mall or caf? together, Tony dressed in theprettiest of frocks and dainty undies and Aunt Sybil in more sophisticatedattire. Each time the girls went out in public without anyone recognisingwhat they both knew, Tony became more comfortable in his new role. Socomfortable in fact, that he was beginning to forget what it was like tobe a boy.As the weeks turned in to months, Tony became more and more accustomed tohis new way of life.Aunt Sybil called in a.