Grandfather opened his sandwiches and they both tucked-in, suggesting to me to make myself a cup of tea and stay a little longer and perhaps I could w...tch the men as they came into the toilet, laughing of course as they said it, with emphasis to cock watching. After a short while my grandfather rose to go out and use the urinals, and once outside the room, his friend turned to me asked, if I was fucking yet. We sat in silence while I pondered the question, I know I looked older than my years,. The people on the balcony must have dropped a couple of very dangerous sacks three or four flights down, so I was momentarily pissed off–but overall I did not know what to think, or to do. Because…dangerous sacks, with flailing arms and legs? Before I could think about it, I climbed up on the edge of the dumpster. I dug through snow, plastic sacks and newspaper, and there I found a girl. A stunned face, her mouth in an O, a pair of great wide eyes looking up at me. ‘Hi.’ ‘Hi.’ I brushed a. It did feel good and the fear factor did add an element of excitement because I hadn’t forgot that the plug was still in her other hand. ‘It’s time to try you out for size, Jane. Turn around, spread your legs, bend at the waist and use your own hands to hold your cheeks apart.’ No loss on intention here, I knew she didn’t mean the cheeks on my face. I did as instructed. When I turned and bent over at the waist I did so keeping my legs locked straight and made sure I bent over as far as I could. The dark tights wrapped down mysupple legs, ending with 3 in heels. As an addition by Kris, I had on aengagement ring on my left ring finger, along with a silver crossnecklace, nestling down into my bosom. Nothing to worry about, as Igrabbed my wallet from the purse slung over my right shoulder,containing all feminine needs: tampon, quick makeup fixer kit and govtID (forged by a 'friend' of Kris). Alright its now or never, my firstjob at babysitting, one small step to my ultimate dream..... I.