She would glance the paper in the mean time and come tomy room after a while. After I came out of the bathroom, she would helpme and teach me some goo...d methods of dressing up, grooming. She wouldhelp me put on my bra, dress and each time she would tell me I muststart dressing up myself. But I would playfully say, please mom nexttime onwards... each time I would say! I loved my mom. Then she wouldapply make up on my face, comb my hair.After about 15 days or so, one morning she said I could wear. I couldn't see any of Aleksy's labourers although I could hear their endeavours and their voices. I couldn't understand what were saying, they appeared to be conversing in Polish. Nonetheless they seemed to be in good heart judging by the laughter that intermingled with their chat. There were two caravans parked side by side to the east of the house and nearby to them was the smouldering remnants of a fire. Aleksy came out of the front door with a worried look on his face until he realised it. When I came home I was sohorny and then I decided to go for it. It was late (midnight). I dressed very sexy. I wore black silkstockings, black heels, garter belt, short tight spandex mini with lace on the bottom of the skirt, blackturtle neck, wig, and make up. I looked good even though one could tell I was a man.By this time it was about 1 a.m. I got in my car and drove to the Adult Theater and damn did it feel sosexy doing so. Just the feeling of my car's leather seats against my stockings. The women ordinarily chatted and gossiped together, so that I had tolisten carefully during work to notice if my Mistress Sabrina clappedher hands once, thereby calling me to perform some menial task for herand Rita, like pouring out coffee or clearing the table. Small mistakes in their personal service were punished by loud slapsto my face, whereas mistakes in the cleaning were punished using thewhip: I then had to kneel at the feet of the lady who wanted to see mepunished and I could look at.