On the 4th day I spent the evening dealing with work stuff at home and wasn’t able to start drinking as early as I usually liked. I wasn’t worried... though, I had managed to forget about what had happened and became totally distracted with work. From my office I heard Lucille come home and heard the beeps of the microwave as she made her dinner. Around midnight Lucy gently knocked on my office door. I think I’ve neglected to mention that she usually has to help me to bed and I usually have no. Things went well for a few weeks. I continued to wear my lovely girly apron when doing the housework and I was able to dress as a girl around the house on most weekends. Mistress still kept me in little girls' clothes and, because I was still growing, She occasionally took me out to buy me a new dress or a pair of shoes. She still used very little makeup and I wore socks rather than stockings. I longed to wear more exotic women's clothes but it did not look as though I would be allowed to in. A slight widening of her eyes told me she had seen it. “This is Paisy, my new lodger, I have told you about her.” My landlady waved me towards the couch. “Paisy, go around and greet our guests. This,” she gestured to her left, “is Elaine, she’s a neighbor and a friend of mine. Come on, Paisy, don’t play coy.” So I traipsed hesitantly over until I was standing in front of her after small push on my back from Erin helped me get moving. “Nice to meet you, Elaine.” I extended my hand. Instead of. I followed and admired her heavy calves. Most men instantly think that because a woman is large her legs, calves and thighs are huge to the point of disgust. With Marge she was the opposite. True her calves were large and slightly thick but that only made them seem sexier. Admittedly I couldn't say about her thighs as the hem of her dress brushed her knees but I was certain while being meaty they would compliment her calves."I don't wish to seem forward, T. M., and I don't want you to think I.