She winked at me as if reading my mind. A second later, I felt the zip, on the left side of my skirt being pulled down. I must have looked panicked be...ause she grinned and gestured for me to be quiet. My heart began to race as she slipped her hand inside and pushed my thong aside, easing two fingers into my pussy. Despite the risk of the situation and being scared, I couldn’t help opening my legs wider to allow her better access. I was amazed that I was still sensitive from the sex we’d had. My mother got busy turning me into a girl We practiced the whole 2 days before the fair and I can remember putting on my first ever pair of panties (pink with lace around the edges) and a soft silky nylon. I had a white bra which felt wonderful and a white lacy nylon slip then, a beautiful full skirted green taffeta dress with white cuffs and collar. I twirled around the room. I all felt so natural. When I was dressed my mind instantly became very feminine.The night of the fair my Mother. .. so beautiful, in fact I am quite jealous, although, thinking back though one thing seemed odd but I dismissed it at the time. Andy came in one morning and leaned over your desk to ask you about the new computer system. I saw you blush and then squirm in you seat like a boy would but I never made the connection at the time." Yes I remember that," laughed Deedi, "he looked very appealing that day and his after shave ... well, that is to die for." They both laughed.With the tension gone they. "She was smiling when she said it, so I took that statement as a good thing.She continued, "So you're saying that you set up a means to measure your parameters?" Yes, ma'am," I said. "We compared our findings with our calculated expectations and where we saw departures we tried to determine what we were missing, either in our assumptions or our hardware." Did you have departures?" We certainly did," I said. "We learned that there are things to consider when you work with DC with rapid rise.