A little more rummaging through the box turned up a pair of blue gym shorts. I started to step into the shorts, thought better of it, and went back to...the box until I found a pair of plain white panties. If wearing my daughter's shirt was strange, wearing her old panties was more than a little disturbing, but I didn't think it would do for me to go commando with this little body. The panties were very snug. I tried to think of Sandy's size, and realized that it had been years since I had. Jesmina having satisfied her husband twice, and sitting on the bed, took a different slant on what should happen."Do you want me to take you out of here?"Jesmina actually took time to think about that. "I'm not sure I could come home to you, sir." Why is that? You seem to have changed. Changed dramatically, I'd say." Yes, I have, sir. That's the problem. I see the other women, I see how they respond to the training, and I've realised something." And that is?" I can't respond to men. Sexually, I. Once again he paraded the entire outfit before themirror and was entranced by what he saw. In his eyes he had become thevery model of an elderly lady in a fashionably elegant outfit. Lookingclosely he thought he detected facial wrinkles appropriate to the age hehad assumed. Also, his mouth felt strange and when he inspected his teethhe found they were improbably white and suddenly. realised they weredentures! He reached up to check his wig and discovered it was no longera wig but his own hair.. .. No, not girl, Woman. She was ALL woman.I had the coffee brewed and a cup in my hand by the time she came out to tell me her clothes were laid out. She declined a cup of her own, grabbing a quick sip out of mine. We headed for the bedroom.She had a plain brown dress, with just the minimum of embroidery on it. I assumed it would end just above, or just below her knees. A plain white bra, and what we used to call "granny panties" as underwear. I hadn't noticed this before, as she was not.