I tense up again, but this time a pea-sized intruder halts my instinct. Oh my god, she did it. It didn't even hurt. "The more relaxed you are, the b...etter it will feel," she advises me, keeping up her steady tempo. And then her voice gets that familiar playful edge. "They only get bigger." Grateful for her coaching, I make an attempt to relax. –Pop –Pop. Two slightly larger beads join the first with two quick pushes. Her tempo picks up. It still doesn’t hurt and I feel immeasurably relieved.. It's quite, quite amazing!" Aunt Mo said to no one inparticular."No need to be shy dear, Aunty Mo has known all along about me dressingyou up as a girl." Mum said as she went over to the electric kettle andpoured hot water into a delicate china teapot decorated with smallroses.Looking angrily at both women, I noticed they were not making fun ofme; in fact, they seemed to treat my transformation as something quitenormal."Your mother called me after you agreed to put the wig and lipstickon." Mo. She could see he had an erection already. "What's wrong?" she asked, already knowing the answer."Uh ... I'm just a little uncomfortable ... you know ... the jeans are tight." I can see why," she responded looking down at the tent in his trousers. "Why don't you take them off?" Once the words were out Grace could not believe they came from her lips. Had she really told her son to take his pants off?Thomas' eyes opened wide. Really?" But before she could change her mind he jumped up and stripped. Why is she grabbing me? This isn’t just unlike Diana, this is unlike any employer. “Come into my office.” She guides me around the corner towards her office. Her grip is tight on me, not allowing me to slow down as I try to get a better look at the office. Some cubicles and offices do have lights on, but very few of them. All of them are women, and few of them are ones I recognize. Most of them are clustered around Diana’s office, which is in the back-right corner of the floor. Her office has.