When he was a youngster he would play dress upin his sisters clothes, a game of dress up that all kids played. By thetime he was nine, and still playi...ng dress up, I began to wonder a bit,yet it seemed so harmless that I let it go. When he was 11 I saw him alldressed up again, wearing a nice blue and white dress with white tightsand shoes, his hair brushed out, with barrettes set one on each side ofhis head. He wore just a bit of blusher and pale red lipstick, carried apurse, and looked. "Wendy started blushing, but pulled up the shirt. For the first time I saw what appeared to be a rabbit's tail emerging from her lower back. The top had the same chestnut brown pattern as her hair, while the underside was white. The tail twitched a couple times before settling down and Diane was able to start making measurements. Her motions were practiced and methodical, with quick measurements around Wendy's hips, waist and tail. She then looked at Wendy and continued by measuring above and. I tug on the black material to allow your dress cascade over your hips and down to the floor, as a theater’s curtain would do at the close of the final scene of a play. But, for me this play is just beginning. Your dress lies at your feet in a heap of blackness only slightly visible in the near darkness we share in the elevator. I place my right hand in the center of your back and again as taking direction from our tango you feel my guidance and know that I want you to bend forward and you. I was hoping for something interesting! So, I took a crowbar and stated some gardening work. I lifted a lot of heavy objects and moved things around. She sat there staring and complimenting the entire time. It was a hot sunny afternoon and she saw that my t shirt was soaked in wet and told me. I used this and without any hesitation, removed my t-shirt to showoff my body! She was really impressed, I could see it on her face and she went gaga over my body! I finished the garden work and was.