If things panned out the way he hoped, he wasn't going to get much work done between now and then anyway.Half an hour after the last bell rang, Jacob ...heard a knock at his door. He looked up and saw Ann Marie standing there."You look beautiful," he whispered once he could find his voice. When he saw her earlier in the day, she was wearing her usual Friday apparel: comfortable jeans, a nice t-shirt and sneakers. After the final bell, she replaced the t-shirt with a thin cable-knit turtle neck. After a few seconds he said ‘I’d get those if I was you. You’d suit them’ pointing to a box of slips.I was so surprised I just blurted out, ‘yeh, I was thinking of getting those’.Then he matter-of-factly said ‘I’d like to see you in them’‘Ha, I bet you would’ I retorted, hardly believing his cheek and getting ready to walk away.But he quickly added ‘Tell you what, I’ll buy them for you if you model them for me after…… and how about I give you an extra tenner to treat yourself with’.Yes, I know,. Kelly-Marie, being one of the town's moist vocal supporters of frequent, noisy sex, agreed immediately, and the three of them spent an enjoyable couple of hours fucking and sucking in front of an audience of fifty or so of their friends and family. I didn't make it that night, but the next day the whole town was talking about the way Lucille had sucked Larry's sticky cum from Kelly-Marie's well-screwed pussy, making the teenager climb the walls in the process. Lucille's sure to get an invite. It might seem like magic but infact it is merely one of the marvels of technology that our unlovelygovernment keeps coming up with.My eyes really are brown, and the jewellery and accessories are realenough, but my looks are a fake. My hair is a wig, a very real lookingone, but a wig. My breasts are pads inside a bra, and my body has beenpadded expertly inside these clothes that I wear to make me appearfemale. And I dread what my *mother* will want done to my body in thelong term. I wonder what.