"You are just jealous because I have lost so much weight. My therapist said there would be people like you in my life." She turned and closed the door...as she walked out of my office. I thought to myself, find out whom she is seeing and take his name out of the phone book. I would never use him if he were the last therapist on earth.I dialed up Nick I told him what I just did. He just laughed. "Well I already knew what you did. She came down to my office and was telling my assistant all about. He laid the groundwork for a huge secret police organization that ultimately became part of the FBI.Even I will admit that the economy had been in the dumpster when he came into office. The housing market had collapsed, the major automobile companies were nearly bankrupt, unemployment was high, financial industries were in ruins, the stock market was plummeting, and the GNP was negative and heading downwards. The previous president had passed legislation that prevented the very large financial. You take off your suit jacket and your shirt as well; then, without saying a word, looking haughty and aloof, you gesture to the side waistband of your smart black trousers. I reach up, like the supplicant I am, undo the two buttons and pull down the concealed zip. I lower the slacks reverently, and you step out of them, take them from my grasp and fold them over the back of a chair.I admire how stunning you look – a mature woman to my unformed girl. Your underwear is dark red: a balcony bra. I decided to really dress up for this, I wanted to look perfect. Thiswas the start of it, becoming the perfect housewife. Tucking myself in,I gave myself a perfect female outline for my panties. I have been doingthis since I was a teenager and can even walk around completelybottomless without anyone knowing my true gender. I slipped on my beigesilk panties. They were low cut and slid perfectly over my hips. Mymatching silky bra was next. I was a B cup and I put my Silicone GelInvisible Inserts.