Mom had already seen me with my towel wrapped in a girly fashion, shealready knew about the panties and women?s suit, she had even helped mewith my ma...keup... Instead of being afraid, I should be sincere with her,I undressed and decided to go with one of my new outfits. I selected theblack bra and thong set for underwear, then my new high waist jeans,black polo and white sneakers. I felt it was the best outfit I owned forthe talk we were about to have.When I got to the kitchen she was already. In walked Ms.West. She was tall, wearing a cream coloured business suit. Short bobbed hair. Dark. Simon could make out suspender buttons beneath her skirt. Again high heels but this time white stockings. She carried an air of aloofness about her.“Over the desk please Ms West.” Ms Jones said with an alarming matter of factness. “And lets have that skirt up…”'Whaaa…?’ Simon thought to himself. But he daren’t let any emotion show. Except for the gradual stiffening in his trousers. Made even worse. I have beenwatching over you all these years, although I was unable to preventyour father's death, because that was not within my powers. But yourmother loved you very much, and sometimes, love can make magic happen.So here I am to magically grant you your wish: you shall attend theball." How?" Well let me see. What ball attire do you have?" Nothing," said Sid. And then after a pause, "unless you count mymother's old ball gown." What will do nicely!" But... that's for a lady." Then I shall turn. I awakened early Monday morning, went down and had a light breakfast, and then back up stairs until I heard both my parents leave for work. I found this old pair of shorts that had a tear in them but I had kept them to sleep in instead of my panties when I was out of town for a track meet. I removed my panties and put only those on. I also found and put one of my older white sports bra which allowed my nipples to easily show through. I put on my socks and shoes and headed out the door. As I ran.