" Now she had my curiosity. "You know I've never made a fuss about how much you like to act as "fem" as you want, and anytime you feel a need to dress...up, It's always been okay, right?" Sure." is all I could muster, but somehow I knew there would be something more coming, and it wouldn't take all night to get there. Mom started speaking very slowly, then in her own way asked if I would like to spend the summer as her daughter, rather then her son. I gasped!"Do you really mean it?" I asked, and. Hunter stopped moving, smiled at the door and turned around with a straight face. ‘Sir?’ ‘Go on back to Atlanta, file a low-key expense voucher for this trip. We’ll be in touch.’ ‘Yes sir. Thank you, sir.’ ‘Thank you, Hunter. And welcome.’ At this, all three men stood up, moved forward and shook his hand. On his way out the door, Hunter heard Mr. Speaker say in barely controlled rage: ‘I want those two lackadaisical fuckwads replaced. Send their sorry asses to Fort Drum until they rot or. ." Shhh," she said, "you don't want anyone to hear you," and she pulled thehalter top down over my head. She took a minute or two to get it adjusted- it almost seemed like she was enjoying rubbing and smoothing the fabricwhere it was stretched over my swellings. "There, doesn't it look pretty,"she finally said, turning me around to I could see myself in the mirror.Oh gosh, the halter top was tightly fitted to my chest, emphasizing theswellings, and you could see the straps of my sports bra. Bob noticed that there was a nice movement of her hips as she walked away. Terri had a world class ass.They sat on the couch eating pizza and chewing the fat. Bob noticed that her cheeks were slightly flushed and she seemed a little nervous. She laughed and giggled at the little digs he was giving her. Her attitude had improved 100% since the last time they talked. Bob told her so and she thanked him. She said he had a lot to do with it. Terri had thought about what he said and it made a lot of.