As I exited the stall, I found them swaying left and right with a sharpclick of the heels of my boots on the tiled floor. A part of me lovedhow my he...ls sounded on the ground as I approached the large mirror infront of me. It was kind of an authoritative noise even though I knew agirl like me wasn't.Looking in the mirror, though, brought back thoughts to my mind as I sawmy face. It was me, Brian. I was hairless, with better shaped eyebrows,but it was me. I looked into my own eyes, and it. She smiled and asked me what has gone into me but I was lost in her cleavage that her t-shirt allowed me to see. I got a boner which touched her ass. She panicked and pushed me away. I asked“What happen, mom?”She said ” nothing.” go sit outside.”But no, I sat on the platform next to her and spoke normally.Asked her the plans for the day. She was quite busy. So she left early. Few days went past. I regularly flirted with her and made her feel nice. But my patience was running out.I had to get. Mikey could and once he told them howmuch he made and how much he had in his bank account, they quicklyagreed. They knew him owning his home would be a huge part of himfeeling as independent as he could be.***********Alan Wheaton's Monday was as bad as every cliche which people believedabout that day. Even with the day greeting him with rain and fog, thatdidn't matter, because Alan did not know what was ahead for him, so hegreeted the miserable conditions with a smile. The foul weather. I wondered to myself where else she had moles. As she waited for her drink, she turned to lean against the counter and I finally got to see that face of hers. All this time she’d been looking away, or her hair, that luxurious mass, had been hiding her. But when I saw her, I knew the wait was worth it. She was beautiful, elegant, graceful … she was perfect. The hair framed her face and a few stray wisps kissed her cheek. She had those very sexy sleepy eyes, you know, the ones that a woman has.