The clothes could passfor men's clothes at a distance, but wouldn't survive any closescrutiny. "I took the liberty of going into your room with your k...ey.I've bundled up all your own clothes and donated them to a charity shop.Hurry up now."I slipped the peignoir off and left it lying on the floor. Emma scowledand told me to hang it properly which I did, conscious of the timeslipping by. I sat back down on her bed and peeled each stocking from mylegs and unclipped the suspender belt. The panties. As pleasure ran through me I wondered that my John, Gail and Lynn couldn't tell what was going on just by the scent of my juices filling the air, they certainly filled my nostrils. Yet all three of them chatted on and flirted seemingly unaware of what was happening under the table. Then I had to bite back a gasp as I felt both hands move from my pussy to take hold of the waistband of my panties, as though they had practised the movement Ian and Gary tugged my panties down until they could draw. ” “I fear you did not think this through, sissy. But I gave you the choice, you made it, and now you must live with it, even when your legs ache from wearing those heels all day, even when you are on your knees scrubbing floors and still have to maintain a perfect uniform.” The sissy’s chest heaved in her corset as the implication of what the Master said sank in. Already the heels were hurting her, as was the corset – she felt its bite. ”Come here.” She clacked over in her pointed heels once. It nearly five already I would have to move if I wanted to get there in time. I checked how I looked, tidying myself as best I could. In my haste I forgot to leave any sort of note as to where I was going.I raced along as happy as can be, Sandra was going to see me. I just knew that now she would take me back and we would be together again. She would see it was still me in this new body, the same person, just a different package. Everything would be glorious again.I ran along as fast as my legs.