But no, why would a woman like this change her hair colour just for him? She smiled at him and asked, "Well, aren't you going to ask me in?' Before h...e could reply she was kissing him on the cheek and gently pushing past him. Trevor was surprised at how tall she was. Even without the four inch heels she was wearing, she was probably a couple of inches taller than his five six. Closing the door, he followed her into the lounge room. He still hadn't spoken to her and was about to ask her if he. No...I stillhave...well, I don't have much of one anymore, but...Reaching behind him, he pulled the zipper of the catsuit down, andslowly slipped out of the tight material, pushing the thin fabricdown along his smooth, pale, femininely-shaped body.Now completely naked, he gazed upon his own female form in the nude.He could practically feel a stirring between his legs from howattractive his own completely feminized body looked, and in aninescapably feminine posture, to boot.Once again, his hands. The next morning, I made a point of waking up a half-hour early, and stood at my door listening for the sound of Aunt Tina moving around back and forth from the bedroom to the bathroom, getting ready for work. As she took a shower, I imagined what her body must look like wet and naked, and wondered if it would be possible to drill a peephole into the wall of the bathroom, so that I could see for myself. I decided it wasn't. I waited for the sound of her leaving the bathroom after her shower, on. I was surprised at how young he was, not more than 26. It wasn't until a week or so later that I learned the office structure and found out that he was a very junior executive. My internship duties consisted of the usual tawdry details that no one wants to do but need to be done. Most of the work was mundane but I was allowed to participate in strategy meetings. The older, higher managers handled the actual accounts while the lower staffs were tasked to complete segments of the overall.