it with him.

Arriving at my house I left Jean agreeing to ac- company both she and her husband to church and then to play tennis.

I closed the front door and sank down on the couch. I was exhausted. In my mind I reviewed all the wonder- ful things that had happened this day and thanked my lucky stars that not for one moment had anyone suspec- ted the truth.

After cooking and eating supper I decided to change clothes and watch television.

I then removed all my clothes but my bra and gir- dle and then un-hooking my bra there were my breasts. They looked so real. I touched them. They were soft and pliable just as they should be.

I put on a pink satin shortie nightie with matching panties and peignoir and pink high heeled mules and watched television for several hours. It was now 10 P.M. and time to retire. I removed my make-up and rolled up my hair and went to bed. I noticed a change as I turned in bed. My breasts moving from side to side. I felt just so feminine.

The following day, dressed in a pale blue summer dress with full skirt and petticoat, white hat, gloves, purse and shoes. I waited for Jean. When the door- bell chimed I took a deep breath and walked over and opened it. Jean and Norman, her husband, were there and Jean introduced me.

For the first time I felt a mans eyes take in my face, bust and legs. Norman smiled and offered a friendly hello and we drove to church.

Leaving the church the minister shook my hand and welcomed me to his parish and said he hoped I would take part in the activities of the church. Jean and Norman then dropped me off at my apartment say- ing they would pick me up in an hour.

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