I really whimpered when she put the lipstick in the purse Mom had bought me. Along with tissues and a bunch of other stuff.Mom and Dad met us when we ...came downstairs. There was a look of concern on their faces, and a tear in Mom's eye."Don and I will take you to school this morning. Breakfast is ready." She looked carefully at me, and shook her head. "I know you are my son, but I can't tell you weren't born a girl."Dad was nodding. In the two-inch blocky heels, I swayed when I walked.I used a. Claire’s nakedness was highlighted erotically by the morning sun now beaming down onto the green and delicately onto her. Her feet sunk into the sprinkler soaked green blades, a softness she felt under her soles like that of a fine plush carpet. The wetness on her toes sent tinges of tingles over her whole body that filled the one spot on her body she thought could not get any hotter. But it did. As Claire slowly put one foot in front of the other, she could literally feel her tender fold slide. She said that we could sell copies or post them on the Internet if we wanted too. Interesting! I did however ask her to try to keep it down to just twenty people. I got a kiss and a pat on my pecker before she giggled and went in the other direction.Soon one of my employees came over, took my arm, and led me into a back storage room that was seldom used. She was talking about things that didn’t matter until we were inside the room then she told me that my wife had sent her to me to take care on. His hair was short and slate grey and, if anything, he radiated even more power than she had."OK," he said eventually, putting his folder down, "give me your assessment of what's going on in the Middle East."This was unexpectedly brusque and to the point."Well," I began, clearing my throat, "on the day of the Genderwave, as you know, total news blackouts were put into effect in Iran, Saudi Arabia, and Burma/Myanmar. Given the potential cultural ramifications of the global genderswitch that took.