Across the way, the small mousy teen lay rigid atop his mattress, everythin muscle in his lanky-limbed body coiled – a spring about tofire. The draw...n out days of summer had heralded a separate but no lessdramatic growth in the boy – his feet were the first to hint at hisanticipative height and shortly after, his legs sported an impressivelengthening that by mid-summer had added three inches of tallness to thelad. He was still barely muscled, his chest and stomach were their samepale hardness. " It seems to us that after a short period of adjustment you'll fit inperfectly in the club as a girl," Karen said. "We have already seenearlier how truly feminine your feelings are, like when you said howlucky a girl would be to wear a pretty dress. This tells us so muchabout how you feel. It says to us that you know all about being a girl.That special wonderful feeling of being pretty and being surrounded bypretty things."The more the girls talked this way and the more they reassured him. One chap said he'd heard about a gay pub in Walsall and why didn't we go there, just for a laugh. Except in those days gay meant happy not queer! So we all went to this pub, it was called the 'Fountain' and was run by a woman in her 60s everyone called aunty. When we arrived Aunty refused to let us in, saying she thought we were from the rugby club and had caused trouble there, the week before. Standing at the door I could see a few women and girls sitting talking to each other, and men at the. She then took herseat and listened as Auntie explained how she had caught Chrissyrummaging in her panty drawer six months before and how from then on hehad been under her control."I always thought you showed an unusual interest in my lingerie,Chrissy! Now I know why!" said Sarah.Chrissy blushed furiously. "At least she won't see my lingerie!" hethought.Auntie finished chatting with Sarah and turned to the now cowed andhumiliated boy. "If you're wondering why Sarah is here, Chrissy darling,it's.