She came out of bathroom. She did not change dress and remained in saree set.“Kiran u sleeps on bed and I will take some nap while sitting.” I sug...gested. She lie on the bed and turned her back to me. I switched off the light.“keep light-on please.” Kiran said and I obeyed. I thought that she is afraid that in dark I may molest her. I looked at her. She was on her side. Her back to me. For first time I looked at her body. She was a girlish figure. Thin waist, small hips and not so wide back and. Is there anything I can do to repay you?’ ‘Oh, please, Stacey — I was happy to help!’ I objected. Then my mouth shot off before my tired brain could catch up. ‘You mentioned almost applying for work at a salon — could you do anything with my hair? I don’t know how I’m going to get it taken care of before tomorrow afternoon.’ Stacey surprised me by leaning forward and running a hand through it. ‘Sure! What would you like done?’ She carelessly twisted another hair about her finger and popped it. I am really high and at this point don't care if they see my tits. There was a comment or two about me topless. It didn't take long, we were all used to the new look. The day went by pretty quick. A lot of talking, a lot of checking the field, and a lot more smoking. Dinner came and went. We were sitting around the fire. When the conversation turned to how beautiful the glow off my tits from the fire was. Well that got them worked up. One guy then the next were standing next to me. Playing with. Once again, taking him by the hand, the maid seemed to treat him more as a five-year old than the teenager he was. Rushing up the stairs, pulling Chrissy behind her, the boy's skirts bounced and rustled while below, Mary smiled up at the frothy vision as it disappeared into the bedroom. Everything had gone according to plan. In just one day, they had transformed the boy into a gaily and exquisitely delicate little miss. And much to her delight, it was obvious in his eyes that he was.