This time, although she detested the assignment, she was determined to communicate with the boys and girls at their level, and more importantly, outli...ne what they needed to do to protect themselves. "Don't do a job unless you do it right," her father had told her more than once, and although her father would never accept the premise, Nora usually followed his advice, especially since she'd moved away from him and the small mining town in Nevada where she'd spent her youth under her father's. Owens maintained a minimal distance from theclassroom, listening as the teacher resumed her lesson, and the classsettled down into taking notes. The two women, satisfied that PrincipalJulie's warning had carried the weight needed to ensure Janet's safedeparture to his house when school ended, returned to Principal Julie'soffice."Well Sarah, it seems that little Janet is in for a long month, or more.Your idea of putting him into the girls uniform was inventive, andingenious, to say the least. . Once she was finished, she slipped her tongue between his lips to give him one last taste.“Is the little bitch ready for the best part?” he whispered after she removed her tongue from his mouth.Anna replied with a cute, happy growl. Martin grabbed the keys to the handcuffs off of the coffee table and freed her hands. Anna stretched her arms out before getting up on all fours. She slowly shuffled her way back towards him as he kneeled behind her. He took hold of his seven inch member and pressed. Not really, but the training could be useful." Hmph. A months' trial Sandy? You're spending a lot for a trialperiod." Not really. Since you like dressing, the clothes will be welcome.You've indicated an interest in transition so all the other skills andpurchases will be necessary."*************The Finishing School......I had a ball. Dresses, shoes, panties, bras and more. Wigs. Two wholeweeks at the feminizing school for trannies. Seventh heaven! Maybe Iwill transition! I even got to shed.