This was strange, because a great sense of relief would occur at this point of the transformation. The makeup and wig were not ALWAYS needed to satisf...y the obsession! Life continues and careers change. As those of you that attended my 'author's chat' know, I now own my own business. This brings on a myriad of responsibilities and pressures that I never knew about before. Those pressures seemed to be the trigger for increased frequency of wanting to dress. I spent many a lunch hour going home to. As he pulled into the driveway to the house he was surprised to see the car that belonged to his boss parked in the street. His boss lost his license to his third drunk driving conviction so he hired a black ex convict to drive himself around. He figured that maybe he was dropping off some paper work for Bill or maybe he had something for Carolyn. Bill met her at work, where she is the executive secretary to his boss Mr. Jenkins. Bill entered the house and yelled out that he was home, it was. “Has Sara gone for her soak?” “Yes,” I replied, “why bud?” “Dang,” Pat answered, “I need a pee and I was hoping to use your toilet before she went for her bath.” My heart was racing as I said, “Knock and ask her if you can take a pee, I’m sure she won’t mind, you have seen her naked before.” Pat smiled and asked, “Is that okay? Would you mind?” I smiled back and replied, “Of course its okay, only a few minutes ago she was naked while she was chatting with you,” I saw Pat knock on the. We then picked up her body and placed it on the floor in front of the bier. Donald opened his briefcase and produced a camera and a CD player. He quickly snapped a few pictures of his daughter. Putting his camera aside, he of what had been his teenaged daughter. He turned on the CD player and it played a mournful piece of music (organ and violin).Returning to the top Donald lifted the top half of the lid again and unhooked her bra, unveiling a set of 38D breasts with aerobes the size of.