A knocking sounded from her bedroom door, followed by themetal on metal noise of a key turning in a lock. Susan poppedher head in. "Ah, you are awak...e. Good. Rise and shine, Sam.Gloria wants you at the clinic this morning. She wants tocheck you over and make sure you boobs are okay."Sam acknowledged the order, wanting to complain that it wasSaturday, but decided against it. He did not want anotherconfrontation with Susan just now. She'd only threaten himwith the needle again and he was. Taking it allin, there he was; wearing a snug pencil skirt, jacket, and aconflicting ragged game logoed t-shirt showing between the v of thelapels. His bare feet would have looked so much better in heels. Hewondered about stockings.The white silk blouse remained on the last wire hanger.It called to him.He considered, but hesitated.Looking down at his body, he felt the skirt?s waist tighten when hebreathed. He had to hold in his stomach or risk popping the hook andbreaking the zipper. A. For the first time, Penny realized that the woman before her, whose aroused sex was filling Penny's nose with the aroma of sex, whose own arousal was increasing as a result of Penny's labored, lustful breathing, was her very own assistant; the young and impressionable woman that she had been so eager to protect.Even as Penny's mind raced to make sense of this turn of events, she felt a blast of air against her face followed by the sound of several strands of leather striking bare skin. This, in. Man, it was one thing to walk around our suite with my titsbouncing and swaying when only Matt could see them. But it was somethingelse to walk around the campus and let the other students see whatendeared me to Matt. But Matt kept after me, and after me, and after me,so after listening to his complaints for several days I wore one of thenew blouses to class. Man, did I get stared at - and not only by theguys but by the girls! From the comments and whispers I heard, the guyswere turned on by.