Lucy was a slim girl in her mid-twenties I guessed. Her brunette hair was cut in a sweet elfin bob. She was wearing a spaghetti-strapped summer dress ...in some kind of thin, purple clingy material. Her smallish tits were half exposed by the low neckline and she showed no evidence of tan lines that I could see. I imagined that if she was slightly aroused, or stood in a cool draught her nipples would be poking holes in the thin material in no timeNatalie was the total opposite, she was a stunning. I stopped wiggling. She dressed me in “little” boy clothes, t-shirts with cartoon or superheroes on them, shorts and sneakers. She talked the whole time telling me I was her “little” boy, but I still have a wetting problem as I don’t pay attention when I need to go. At home, I would be in a diaper. When I go out, I would wear thicker jockeys or pull-ups to be on the safe side.Now understand, the clothes were rather youngish that she put on me. But at the office, everyone did dress very. You two have a good afternoon. I've got to keepburning those calories."I wondered what Lucy had planned to say. I knew what she was thinking."Sorry, Jamie," my grandmother said. "I see that Lucy is as competitive asever. Don't let her bother you. Okay sweetie?" Sure thing grandma."We navigated the mall to the food court. It wasn't very crowded that dayand I quickly spotted Megan sitting alone at a small table. "There'sMegan," I told my grandmother. "I'll come look for you and Julie when. Eventually, I had a couple of my regular calls help me gather up the courage to walk outside. At first, it was just to the car, and then for a drive. Then, I'd park and go for a walk, loving the sound of my heels on the pavement and the wind up my skirt. Later, it was stopping in a store for a magazine. That led to driving into the city and going into the porn shops all dressed up. It felt so sexy, and slutty. I remember one time, I had a truck driver stick his head out the window and warn me.