She loved knowing she could still turn on a young man by just letting him see a bit of her skin. She told him it was not his fault, that it was hers. ...She should have worn something a little less revealing since all the boys were around. Joey told her he was glad she did not dress differently, but it would not have mattered. He confessed he’d probably have gotten aroused anyway. “It happens a lot when I see you”, he said.“That’s genuinely nice of you to say that Joey”, she said, “I will take. Mais la encore tout cela ne peut etre qu'unreve...Il n'y avait donc pas de solution, a part de me travestir les soirs etweek end chez moi, sans meme pouvoir sortir dehors, car avec monphysique il etait impossible de faire illusion une seule seconde...Aufil des annees, j'ai ainsi continu? ma petite vie triste ainsi, n'etantpas, celle que je voulais etre. Puis afin de faire quelquechose de mavie, je me suis mis au sport. Au moins cela m'occupait et ne me faisaitpas penser a mon reve de devenir. " I said."What is your intrinsic knowledge database?" she asked."It contains low-level information." he replied. "Like, how to tie my shoes, ride a bicycle, morals and ethics." What about your personality?" That's in another database." he said."So, what will this database do for them?" she asked, turning him around."It will give them some basic knowledge; about history, culture, etiquette, etc." How long will it take?" she asked."My database is approximately 112Gb in size, compressed about. Four hours later I emerged from the Salon walking back to the dressingroom, I was now fully made up with makeup with my hair dyed brunette andalso lightly curled down the sides and back, I noticed my toes and handswere pink as I walked in the slippers with a low heel, my hand nailswere nicely shaped with medium length extensions and I had piercings ineach ear, gold studs with a gem stone.Butter fly's now well and truly in my tummy wondering what was next.Returning to the dressing room I now.