It wasn't difficult to find an excuse to take a break from packing, and the bright trill of his phone signaled that the message was from Sarah.'I'm sc...ared. What if I hate it there??'He rolled his eyes and typed back a brief reply, 'You won't. And if you do, we're only three hours away from this shitty small town. Stop being so anxious.'He was usually far more patient with her, but he had to pack, and there would be time to deal with her anxieties once they were on campus together.He had spent. " I gave Sam a big hug and thanked her but then I noticed that there were still more things on the bed. I walked over and picked up a bra, it was different and a little heavy, then I noticed that there were small rubber inserts where the breast went, Sam helped me put it on and when I looked into the mirror it seemed like I had almost an A cup. I loved it. I turned back and forth in the mirror to see my new self. I was happy. We went downstairs to show Tim and he seemed most impressed and very. ” He grinned hugely and came around the car to step up into the passenger side of the wide leather seat. Her estimate of his age dropped to somewhere between 14 and 16 even though he was gangly tall with well defined muscles in his shoulders and arms. He looked at her shyly and said “’Scuse me ma’am, my name is Willy Barlow.” She smiled back and offered “Pleased to meet you Willy, mine is Amanda Armbruster but you can call me Amy.” He blushed, judging her to be somewhere in her twenties and,. I was going alone, and I sat at one of the first tables, enjoying the show to my heart's content. As soon as I saw those slender bodies clad in stockings, with dresses, seductively made up, and with such feminine gestures, I was dying of excitement.I imagined caressing those legs with stockings, kissing those backs with low-cut dresses, feeling those delicate hands caressing my body, tasting the taste of lipstick on those painted lips.As I went to the show every night, I was already known.