Lunch was always fun and the ladies always had some remark to make aboutmy age, or Stan, or he and I or something else. Stan and I rarely talked,but h...e is my age and he is very good looking. Still, I went about my dailyroutine without thinking about Stan or anything about him. I'm not sure ifmy resistance was natural or if I was afraid of a relationship with a boy.Carol was the one that pushed me over the edge, and she was very bluntabout it."Why on earth are you ignoring that poor boy!? He. " My dad's a captain in the navy. I bounced around too. I sort ofconsider San Diego my home, as I lived there three times," continuedJill."Wow, it makes me feel boring. I spent my whole life in centralJersey," interjected Leah."Yeah, but your dad's a CEO of a drug company; that's not the type ofjob that moves people around a lot," remarked TC."What about you, TC?" asked Jirra."My mom works in a bank, and Dad is a reporter," she replied."TC's dad works for the Times, and her mom is a vice. "Brandon quickly looked down over the rest of his body, seeing that hehad indeed been transformed into a woman. And from what he could see ofhimself, from the parts of his body that weren't still covered withpoorly fitting clothes, and even from what he could see of himselfthrough those clothes, he was obviously a very well shaped one."Brandon?" Mark gasped in shock."Is that you?" Jill asked in amazement, though the answer was obvious."Oh shit," Brandon grimaced, climbing up out of the hole,. Kim wrapped the rope around three times, before finally securing it. Looking at her breast she smiled. Who needs a bra when you have rope?Within a few minutes, her other breast was tied the same way, both standing out loud and proud from her chest. Until she finally got home, these ropes would be staying on.The next rope was a little thicker, and longer. She wrapped it around her waist and tied a good knot in it, making sure it would not slide down over her hips. The loose end of the rope.