I plan on having a new favorite every year until they stop throwing me birthday parties. Maybe by then they'll figure out that I'm rotating the cooks ...when I change favorites.That night, after bedtime rolled around, I sat in my room staring at the granite cube as I held it in midair in front of me, slowly spinning it around and around. The first thing I did was zoom in on it with a little augmented vision. I found it right away, as I'm sure Dad expected. Micro-etched into every side of the cube. I was also able to have many and prolonged orgasms this way and I developed this at boarding school. I always masturbated without underwear and my vaginal wetness discouraged me from wearing underwear.I realised that I was often watched around the school by male staff and I would day dream about men watching me. I never had a direct approach or experience at school but certainly actively thought about them!Outside school uniform I liked to wear longer skirts and since I hated tights, not least. A few of us got quite pally with the girls in the appartment opposite and the daytime before the main nite out one of them commented that my small frame and feet would look great if i was to dressed up as woman. feeling quite nervous about the whole thing but egged on by the alcohol inside me and the fact that apart from the folks that were with me nobody else knew me and wewere on holiday and it was a stag do i reluctantly agreed.kind of thinjing it might get me in with the girls and maybe get. Now he had flown home without me, and I was about to do my first professional photo shoot. First? I wondered if this was it. If it was, so what. My makeup had been done by a young guy, who had done a fantastic job, even down to gluing false eye lashes into place, something I always messed up. He’d even done my hair. Now he passed me the knickers I was to wear. Knickers, a thong, and see through, I pulled them up. “Bit lippy there sweetie,” he said. I adjusted the gusset, so I wasn’t lippy as he.