46 -THE FRILL OF IT ALL!

hard and my face beet red from embarrassment.

I walked slowly to the bathroom, feeling a wide variety of new sensations. Not only was my body still suffering from the effects of the "sex cache" but a sudden jiggle of my boobs reminded where I was headed with all this.

My lubricated hips swayed as my long hair tickled my back with every step. Margaret started a hot shower for me but told me to keep the reliable and waterproof garment on.

After I got in the shower, there was that new sensation of the warm water hitting my now very touchy breasts. That strange feeling not only felt wonderful, but it also aroused me again.

I looked down at my wet breasts. I knew that they were not really that big, but when I touched them, the large nipples immediately became erect, causing a warm feeling to began circulating through my crotch. My hands immediately dropped to my crotch and checked for any sign of male arousal. There was nothing but there was still a wonderful feeling!

Alone in the shower I was aroused by the sensations as I let the water play over my long hair and nipples. I could not keep my fingers from pulling on my nipples and rubbing the hollow between my legs. .to the point that I experienced another overwhelming "inny" climax.

Cleaning up as best I could, I dried myself, and then realized Margaret was waiting to help me brush the hair and get dressed.

I began looking through the feminine clothes that Margaret had waiting for me. The first thing she handed me was a bra. It was a padded 34B, which felt wonderfully soothing over my irritated, flush nipples.

As I changed into a dress, I looked at myself in the mirror. It was the same I'd seen for months now but there was something different in my dark eyes. "Could they really turn me into a woman?" I asked myself. There was no mistaking---I was headed that

way.

Later we all went to dinner. Susan laid out her

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plans for me and got Margaret's blessing. She smiled as she said, "We must teach you the basics. Your body is going through a young girl's puberty. We want the mental and social part to be enjoyable too. Did you ever have any gay experiences?"

"Never," I defended.

"He's been kissed," Margaret added. "Remember Ted?"

I blushed as Susan said, "Too bad there wasn't more. It would make it easier for you to adapt to being a woman in society."

"I'm not having any SEX with men!” I announced firmly. "NEVER!"

"That's fine," Susan stated. "Giving a satisfactory blow job is NOT a requirement of womanhood. . .or there wouldn't be many women. But you will need a basic training course on how to have sex with a man.' "How will you do that?"

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"A little role playing," Susan announced then turned to Margaret, "You two have such a nice girl-girl thing going. I help and you can take over later."

With Margaret's blessing, Susan took charge of teaching me how to be a woman. The goal was to have me accept a woman's role in society. She said quietly but firmly, "Now that you are getting a woman's body, you can't be terrified of having sex with a man."

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I rebelled again but this time Margaret added, "Women are taught early to be respond to men. They grow into the experience and it shapes almost everything we women do. . .every woman is under a different level of men's control. For you to forget your past male life, you must understand what women feel. You are getting a beautiful and feminine body----and will be much in demand by men socially."

"I'll just refuse to go out with men."

"You won't be able to all the time. Believe me, when the time comes, you will not refuse." I had no choice but to do as she directed.

As Susan worked with me, I began to understand. She started with video tapes of girls playing hopscotch in short skirts and taught me a few girl games