I backed off only enough to give me some room to pull her jeans down."Take off your blouse, " I said, looking into her eyes. She looked really scared,... but excited too. With trembling hands, she began to unbutton her blouse.The loose jeans were easy to pull off, and they left her naked, except for her white cotton panties, her bra, and her ankle socks. She had a good body, with large breasts and a nice fleshy ass. The skin was creamy, and had just a hint of colour from her mexican heritage.Maria. My breasts weregetting quite large as were my hips and my waist was being trained intothat hourglass shape. Looking in the Mirror I realised that there was noway I could pass as a man anymore but I told myself that that wouldchange when I got away from this place. After passing the final exam, I was told that I was to be awarded theposition of scullery maid. Each day I worked in the Kitchen helping theChef and I became quite good at cooking. I could have gone on to train,as a Chef but my. The thought entered my mind, "either you're a great tease, Candi, or you are just as horny for me as I am for you."Just then Amy came out into the garage. "Oh. I see you two are done. I'm off for Chicago." Amy was going on a business trip for a week and Candi and I would be alone. I didn't know how but I was going to find out how serious this sweet teen was. It was obvious she was making some of the first moves. I'd play her little game until the time was right to find out if she wanted me to. "Fred?" I started as I began to set up. "We have to talk," I continued asI plugged my guitar in. A look of total confusion swept over his face.Could I tell him the truth? I knew that I couldn't. I wasn't sure whatwould hurt me more, Fred throwing me out of the band cause I was pregnantand soon to give birth, or because I was a boy "pretending" to be a girl.My heart grew heavy as I grappled for words.In the final analysis, I went with the truth. "Fred, I'm afraid that Ican't do this anymore.".