The Best "Laid" Plans!

Monica was right. I apologize too much! That having been said lets move on. I was both excited and nervous knowing that Danny was going to see the new "me" later in the evening. I spent the early afternoon pulling together an outfit to best display my charms. I decided to go braless (against doctor's orders!) and wear a short black halter dress.

It was light and airy with a diagonally cut hem. With a pair of stilettos I thought I hit on the right outfit. After a quick lunch with Laura she headed out to show some properties. I decide to start working on my tan lines and slipped into one of my new bikinis. I liked the way the top just barely covered my bulging tits. I piled my long blond hair on top of my head just leaving two tendrils to lay on either side of my face. I slipped into a see through cover up, stepped into a pair of cork wedged sandals, grabbed a wide brimmed hat and a sexy pair of sunglasses and headed out to the lounge chair. I positioned it facing away from the house so I could get the best exposure. I was sipping ice tea and reading the current issue of Vogue when i heard a noise behind me. I jumped up and turned around and to my utter surprise there stood Danny! "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.....", his voice trailed off. I looked at him smiling. I took off my hat and sunglasses and ran into his arms. I wasn't even thinking about my new hair and boobs. "Oh, honey, I missed you soooo much", I squealed as I covered his face with kisses. I felt my breasts against his hard chest and realized he didn't recognize me at first. He held me at arms length. "Rita? What in the world....."? He had such a shocked look on his face that I began to feel nervous. I looked at him from under my eye lashes. "Do you like?", I cooed. My hand went up to my hair and I released it from the comb that was holding it up. I shook my hair around my shoulders never taking my eyes off his face. I reached behind me and undid the top of my bikini letting my tits out of their harness. I immediately saw the bulge in his jeans. "I see that you do like! Well, I showed you mine, now you show me yours". He looked confused for a second and then realized what I wanted. He lifted his t-shirt over his head revealing his lean and hard torso. I ran my long nailed fingers over him feeling every rippled muscle. As I tweaked his nipples I felt his hands come up and cup my tits. I put my arm around his neck and we kissed hard and brief. "We need to be gentle with the "girls" for a few weeks, honey. Oh, God, I missed your touch so much", I moaned as I cupped his hard cock through his pants. I quickly undid his belt. He took the bull by the horns and just as quickly stripped naked. I grabbed his cock and lead him over to the hot tub where I had him sit on the edge. I quickly jumped in and before he could react I took his hunk of man meat deep in my throat. I was moaning at the sheer pleasure of having his cock in my mouth after what seemed like ages. I wished at that moment I could see the action from a different perspective. I felt the way I must have looked at that moment. A blond busty bimbo feeding off her man's dick. I wanted it to go on forever. I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a loud pop. "I love you, baby", I said as I once again swallowed him. His breathing was getting harder by the second and I knew he would soon flood me with his boiling cum. "Rita, baby, you look amazing.....so beautiful...your hair....your tits....just so incredible....I'm gonna cum, baby....I'm gonna cum", he moaned. "I want your cum all over me, darling, all over me", I purred as I took him out of my mouth and stroked him. He did just that. On my face, my tits, my hair and in my mouth! It felt fantastic to be showered in his hot cum. Still naked we walked into the house arm in arm. I got him a cold beer and pored myself a glass of Chenin Blanc. He still couldn't take his eyes off me and I was thrilled. I told him all about the past week. The salon, the doctor, my quick bout of depression. All the time I was talking I would assume different poses hoping to get him hard again. I could tell by the expression on his face that I was in for a long hard fucking. I was right in my assumption because when he stood up his cock was at full attention! "Lets go up to our bedroom", I seductively said. He just shook his head "no" as he approached me. Coming behind me he bent me over the marble counter and quickly boned me. He grabbed my hair as he forcefully sawed in and out of my tight, hot pussy. I was purring like a contented kitten as he masterfully fucked me. After what seemed like hours I felt him swell inside me and release a gusher of cum. I felt wonderful. I remember thinking that I'd better keep a supply of tampons in the kitchen for just such an occasion! When he pulled out of me I grabbed a kitchen towel to keep his man juice from running all over the floor. I ran to the bathroom and inserted a tampon. It was, and still is such a thrill for me to have something up between my legs. A tampon, a butt plug, dildo, but mostly Danny.

Laura came in around 6:30 as I was preparing a dinner. Well I made some salads as Danny insisted on grilling some steaks. I was never much for grilling preferring the comfort of my kitchen but Danny enjoyed it. A man "thing" I guess. We spent an enjoyable time at dinner talking about current events, the house and, of course, the upcoming wedding Of Monica and Stephanie. We also discussed our house party that we wanted to do to celebrate Laurita. When Danny was ready to leave we stood on the porch and had a nice make-out session. He cupped my breasts and whispered that he couldn't wait to fuck them. I smiled and told him that it wouldn't be long. With a promise to call me later he left. I made it an early night as I was going into work the next day. For the first time in my new home I slept alone. Laura is great and she has an instinct for people to have their private space. I'd make it up to her soon. Maybe a sexy little girlie night? What do you think?

I'm So Sorry!

I just spent a relaxing week on Cape Cod and now I'm on assignment again. I'm back home doing laundry and re-packing for another two week trip. Hey, it pays the bills! I know I left everyone in suspense about the way Danny was going to react about my new "look". Well, It's going to be a long summer so please hang in with me. I will not disappoint!

Coming Back Soon!

Some people have interpreted my last post as a farewell to my blog! Nothing can be further from the truth. I'll be back soon with a continuation. I ask you all to be a bit patient with me as I'm trying to mix business with a bit of pleasure as I've been traveling a lot lately. Believe it or not I'm working on Thanksgiving material already! Good things come to those who wait!

Love and kisses!!!! Rita

Goodbye!

Vacation Time!

I'm trying to enjoy a few weeks vacation on Cape Cod so there may be a gap in adding a new segment. Please forgive me. I'll try adding on a new "Eye Candy" addition as well as a gallery of women that have inspired me through my transition. I love you all....please be patient! All my kisses, Rita

Moving On To "Bigger" Things!

I awoke the next morning around 6AM. I was too excited and nervous to fall back to sleep. I left Laura's embrace and slipped into my shower. It was still odd to be in this house after only two days. It had yet to really sink in that this was my new home. I looked in the bathroom mirror. My newly blond hair was tussled but still looked so sexy. I brushed it out admiring the natural waves as it hung over my shoulders. Letting my nightie drop to the floor I closely examined my breasts. The hormones had given me a good start. I was only an "A" cup but as I tweaked my nipples I was happy at the exquisite sensitivity they held. I hoped after the augmentation that they would retain there sensitivity. I stepped back and took in my naked body in the mirror. The waxing had left me as smooth as a bowling ball. My nails were extremely feminine with their bright red polish. A sense of total calm overtook me as I realized I was going to live full time as a woman now. Forever! I stepped into the shower and gave my body a thorough cleaning. I shampooed and conditioned my hair running my long nails over my scalp. After drying an applying a lavender body splash I meticulously douched out my pussy with a scented Summer's Eve. After blowing out my hair I stepped into a pair of boy cut peach panties and a pair of white bike shorts. I pulled a pink tank top over my head and sat to do my makeup. I kept it minimal. Just some pressed powder, a little blush, liner, mascara and some lip gloss. I ponied my hair up on top of my head and put on the kettle to make a cup of tea. I remembered it was advised that I kept an empty stomach before the procedure. I was standing out on the back patio when I heard Laura come up behind me. "Good morning sweety!", she greeted me with a little kiss on the cheek. "Are you excited about today?", she continued. "Very! I couldn't get back to sleep. I wanted to come out here and decide where I want to plant the herb garden. It's so beautiful and peaceful out here in the morning". I went in and made a cup for Laura. "Are you hungry, Laura. I'll be happy to make you something", I said. "I am but I really don't want to eat in front of you. I know you must be hungry as well", she replied. "No, that's okay. I'm too excited to eat any way". I made her eggs and bacon with toasted pita bread. It was almost 8AM and we had to be at the doctor's office by 9:45. We sat at the marble counter in the kitchen and went over what was going to happen to me. "Will there be any noticeable scaring?", I asked. "Do you see any on me?", she replied between forkfuls. "Believe me, Rita, yours will go alot easier since you already have a head start. It took me a few weeks just to get used to the extra weight. I was as flat as a wash board before my augmentation. Oh, by the way, what color panties are you wearing?" I gave her a confused look. "Peach, why?" "You''ll need a matching bra, silly!", she giggled. "Oh, jeeze, I never even thought of that. I don't think I have one that will fit a "C" cup!", I moaned. "Don't worry, I got you covered. You can borrow mine until we do some some serious bra shopping. You'll need to be fitted properly. With the puppies you have now it's easy to feel comfortable but now you're graduating up to a full set of "girls" and that requires a bit more comfort". This conversation seemed so strange to be having on a lovely Saturday morning with the morning sun streaming in to my beautiful new kitchen. Laura showered and dressed in a short yellow sundress and we headed to the doctor's office.

The first thing that happened, after filling out miles of paperwork were the blood tests. Amy, the doctor's nurse, was very pleasant and thorough. After about an hour the doctor called us in to his office. He greeted Laura with a hug and asked her to lower her dress. He beckoned me over and pointed out where the incisions would be made and just how small they would be assuring me that it was a very simple procedure. Laura was all giggles as he showed me, with his hands, what my breasts would look like after he was done. I didn't want to clue him in that I was intimate with every square millimeter of Laura's upper anatomy! We then proceeded to an examination room where I was instructed to lay down and remove my top. He draped a curtain just below my chin and probed and prodded my breasts for a few minutes making notes on a chart. He asked me questions on my hormone regimen and family history for breast related illness. "Okay, lets get going", he said. "Would you like to take a little nap while I do this or do you want to stay awake, Rita"? "I want to feel everything, doctor. I've dreamed of this for a long, long time", I replied. "Fine. I'm just going to numb you up over the incision area. He put on a face mask and gave one to Laura who I insisted stay with me to hold my hand. "Okay, arms over your head. Let's go. I have a one o'clock tee time and I don't want to be late. I'm playing golf with a couple of chumps today and I'll probably win more from them then I'm making here this morning". Laura and I both giggled at this. I felt nothing for about twenty minutes. The first thing I felt was the right side of my chest getting tighter and tighter. All the time he was working he kept me talking. He asked questions about school, Danny, my family, and my job. It was obvious that he was looking for any stress I would be feeling as he worked. All I felt was that tightness on my chest. He was very impressed with my position at Cafe Roma. "I've eaten there many times. It's my wife's favorite restaurant. I sometimes play golf with the owners. Very impressive, Rita". We then began talking about Paolo and Joe (Monica's father). "Yeah, Joe's a real character. Fun guy. I'm always picking his brain about wines. He's helped me put together quite an impressive cellar"! The tightness was all over my chest at this point. I felt him suturing and knew he was almost done. After another 15 minutes he asked me to lower my arms. "Alright, I want you to gently cup your breasts now". Still not able to see them I did as he requested. I put my hands under my breasts, feeling their new size and weight for the first time. They felt big! Laura whispered for me to close my eyes. I did. I felt the curtain being moved away and the table I was laying on slowly was brought up to a sitting position. I could feel the extra weight on the palms of my hands. When I was sitting upright. I opened my eyes. I nearly fainted. They were beautiful. They were gorgeous and they were mine!!! I stared in awe at my full set of breasts! Big tits, knockers, bosoms, boobies, hooters, melons! I just stared and stared. I knew this was coming but it still left me speechless. The doctor just laughed. "This is the best part for me", he chuckled. "Well, besides the payment. I love seeing the reaction of my patients after the procedure! Priceless! Okay, Rita?.....Rita!", he said, snapping his fingers in front of my nose. I broke out of my trance and looked at him. He then got down to business. I was to wear constant support for two weeks. I was to treat then "gently" during that time. I was given a salve and a prescription for pain killers in case the sutures caused me any discomfort. I was to report back to him in two weeks time to check that the healing was going well. Sooner if any complications occurred. He told me what to look for. With me still laying on the table he said his goodbyes and was gone. "Have a good golf game", I mumbled. I hadn't removed my hands from my breasts all the time he was talking to me. I was afraid they might fall off. I still felt no pain, just the added weight on my chest. I had felt that weight before while wearing breast forms but this was very, very different. Laura helped me into the bra she brought along. It was going to take a bit of practice now to put on my bras, I realized. I now would have to position each breast in my bra cups differently. With my bra adjusted I marveled at the weight of my new "girls"! The amount of cleavage I now had was mind boggling! I slipped on my pink tank top and admired my new figure. The top was quite inadequate to hold them properly. I looked as stacked as any Hooter's girl! Amy, the nurse, came in and congratulated me. "He really does a great job, don't you think"', she said. I just nodded my answer. I was still too stunned to speak so Laura answered for me. She told Amy the events of the past few days. The salon visit and now this. "Wow, Rita, you really jumped off the deep end! All that in just one weekend! You've got guts, girl"! A long time ago on a Halloween I dressed as Alice from Wonderland. I remember Danny telling me I had guts. With that memory in the back of my mind Laura and I left the office. "Would you like to do some bra shopping now or would you like to wait, honey?", she asked. Staring down between my new cleavage I told her I'd wait a few days. "I can't shop with this (now) skimpy top on. I was feeling weird. I was feeling self conscious and maybe a little embarrassed. I never expected to feel those things. I just thought I'd feel sexy and female. Laura understood what I was thinking. "Your brain needs to register all this, honey. It'll take a while but you'll be fine. Just think what Danny will do when he sees the new you for the first time. That worried me more than anything else. What would he think? Had I gone too far too soon?

For the next couple of days I sort of moped around. There was a little discomfort but that was no big deal. The salve and the Advil took care of that. I called the restaurant and Paolo gave me the week to recuperate. I spoke with Danny and my Mom daily and put up a happy front. Half way through the week I was feeling a little better. Laura was out showing homes and I had the house to myself. I was watching an old Marilyn Monroe film and caught myself for the millionth time admiring her figure in a tight gown. My brain just sort of registered that I now had a similar figure. I quickly went up to my room and stripped. I stood in front of my full length mirror and assumed a series of posses. I began to hum and smile to myself. I felt my full breasts jiggle as I struck each pose. I was finally feeling liberated from my depression. Still naked I sat at my vanity and applied my makeup to sort of resemble Marilyn. I had done it many times before in my early teens. I applied a very light foundation, some light pink blusher, false eyelashes with dark liner, subtle light brown shadow to my creases and a very red and shiny lipstick. I was giggling all the time I was doing it. It felt like I was thirteen again as I styled my long blond hair to give it the right curl in the right places. I added a black lacy merry widow to pull in my waist a bit. The underwire cups held the "girls" out to perfection. After adding some smoky nylons I stepped into a pair of black patent stilettos. This was fun! I was a young transvestite again and I was loving it! But this time I had tits! Real tits! I spritzed on some Chanel #5 and felt so alive. So sexy! I wore no panties so my clit was bouncing to and fro between my thighs as I pranced around the house. I felt like a young kid playing with his mother's clothes and makeup! I spent at least three hours looking at myself in every available mirror. It was incredible! I was so horny for the first time in days. I wanted to fuck. I wanted to fuck all night! I wanted Danny's big cock to fuck my new tits! I thought of calling him but he was working at his new job. Besides I wasn't in the right frame of mind at the time. I'd fuck the UPS guy if he showed up! I went to my little toy collection and took out one of my favorite dildos. After lubing it up I slowly pushed it all the way into my pussy as I played with my tits and rubbed my clitty. I was a wanton bitch in heat as I brought myself to a mind numbing cum. After that I replaced my cock replica with a butt plug. Hmmmmm...that felt so good and gave me the exaggerated wiggle that I so craved. I was still one horny little t-girl as I minced down to the kitchen in my 5 inch stilettos and made myself a pitcher of martinis. Pouring one in our lipstick decorated martini glasses I wiggled out to the patio and sprawled in a lounge chair. My fanny friend felt so nice as I rubbed myself to one glorious cum after another. Laura could walk in at any time but I didn't care. In between refills I was constantly fixing my lipstick. I was getting a little drunk but I was more than drunk with lust! "Let her find me!", I thought. "Let her see just what a horny little sissy slut I am"! After the third drink I went back to my room for another fuck with the rubber cock. It felt so nice as I pounded my stretched pussy. My orgasm this time was all female. I felt it in my toes all the way up to my extended nipples. I passed out. The next thing I recall was a naked Laura nursing on one of those nipples. She had found me out like a light with the dildo still buried deep between my thighs. Still dressed and made up like a Marilyn wannbe. "Welcome back to the world, Rita!", she said sliding up my body before sticking her tongue down my throat. Coming back to reality a bit I was a little embarrassed. I tried to explain but she just shushed me and kept on kissing me and playing with my tits. We spent about an hour together before taking a shower. She told me that when she found me she was overjoyed to see that I finally came to terms with my new image. We sat out on the patio finishing the pitcher of martinis just wearing our little silk kimonos. "What triggered all this?", she asked. "Marilyn", I replied. "Which one"? "Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend", I told her. "Oh, honey, between Marilyn and Jane Russell, you didn't stand a chance". I told her about how, out of the blue, I sort of went off the deep end. She just nodded. "Let me tell you what happened, honey", she said. "You suddenly got this overwhelming urge to play dress-up just like you did when you were a kid wearing your sister's clothes, right"? I nodded, amazed that she could read me like a book. "Then, of course, when you saw yourself all dolled up the hornys kicked in and the results are what I found sprawled out on your bed". "Yes, that's exactly what happened. How did you know"? "Silly girl! The same thing happened to me only it was a Madonna video on MTV that did me in. I, too, felt a little freaky after I had these done, she said hefting her "girls". Like I said the brain had to catch up with the body." "Why didn't you warn me, Laura"? "You had to find out for yourself, honey-bunny, it was the only way. Besides, I wasn't all that sure whether you would be effected the same way." She was so much like a big sister to me. I gave her a big hug and sobbed a bit. "Feeling better now, baby?", she cooed. "Much better, much better!", I sobbed. "Good! Then tomorrow we're going bra shopping. I'm running out of clean ones!", she laughed. And that's exactly what we did.

We hit the mall the next morning and I picked up at least two dozen new bras of all descriptions. But we didn't stop there. After much looking I also picked up half a dozen new bikinis. I also noticed I was getting a lot more attention from men. Too much if you ask me. It was flattering but also a bit unnerving as I felt I was being gawked at. I mentioned it to Laura. She just sighed. "Get used to it, Rita. The combination of blond hair and a good size rack is something you're just going to have to come to terms with. If they stare just stare back. They'll quickly look somewhere else. Most will anyway. But you really can't blame them, can you"? I guess I couldn't. That night Monica and Stephanie made a surprise visit. I was thrilled to see that Stephanie and not Stephan made an appearance. When I inquired as to why Monica told me that she insisted. "Besides", she said, "I drove. She still has a problem navigating the pedals in heels. I was fairly covered up so Monica asked to see my new breasts. I excused my self an slipped into one of my new bikinis. On impulse I added some extra high heels and made my entrance like Miss New Jersey In the Miss America Pageant. Both Stephanie and Monica squealed with glee as I strutted up and down the living room. They both took turns feeling my new tits which I was growing more proud of by the day. I thanked them again and again for their wonderful gift. "Danny is just going to go nuts over you, Rita!", Monica said. I was beginning to think he really would. "Well, I said, "I'll find out soon enough. He's coming over tomorrow night". I had a plan in my mind for my "unveiling".

Moving On To "Blonder" Things!

It was finally over. Mom and Denise had just left for home after a lovely dinner at Cafe Roma to celebrate my High school graduation. I wore a simple sheath dress with 3 inch pumps after getting out of my cap and gown. At least they were bright red. My only regret was not wearing matching lipstick. Whatever "boy" was left in me had finally and forever flown the coop. I stood alone in the empty house doing one last final inspection. I requested this time alone and my family was very understanding, as they always are. I went up to my bedroom and looked around. The memories overwhelmed me. This room. This room where my bored sister dressed me in her lacy white communion dress 14 years ago. This room where I became a girl. I became Rita. This room where I honed my makeup skills and learned to walk in high heels. This room where I spent hours learning how to be a girl. This room where I plotted the seduction of my life long best friend and the boy next door. This room where I lost my virginity to that very same boy. "Danny", I thought. I gazed out the window to the house across the alleyway. His window was dark. He was spending the weekend at his parent's beach house on the Jersey shore. I gazed around at the soft peachy-pink walls. I sank to my knees in the middle of that bare room and cry ed my eyes out. Fade to black........

It was arranged that Laura would pick me up and take me to our new home together. The movers had performed a miracle and moved us both out and in on the same day. It's amazing what clout Laura had as a successful Realtor. She promised them glowing referrals if they could pull it off. She noticed my red eyes. "Any regrets?", she asked. "None what so ever", I quietly replied. We drove in silence for a bit. "All the furniture is where it should be but there is still tons of unpacking to do. Don't forget you have a 10AM at the Beauty Parlor in the morning". I brightened up at that. "Oh, you don't need to remind me of that!", I smiled. "It's going to take them about four or five hours to get it all done, honey, so I'll drop you off and come back here to start getting things done. I'll pick you up and we'll grab a quick lunch and then it's right back to work. Okay"? I just nodded. I was physically and emotionally exhausted. We pulled into our driveway and the first thing I noticed was the plaque mounted firmly in the ground. "Laurita" "We're home, Rita!" I let out a little squeal. "Yes, Laura, home"! We went inside and the place was full of cartons. I checked out the kitchen and thought to myself that this will probably take the most work but I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into it. "I only had time to make up my bed but I put out some sleepwear for you", Laura told me. I went up to my new room and found a beautiful red satin nightgown laying on my bed. I quickly stripped and slipped it over my head. Oh, it felt so lovely against my naked body. I joined Laura in the living room where she poured us both out some brandy. "Here, this will help you sleep". We clinked glasses and toasted our new home. Laura then threw her empty glass into the fireplace. "For good luck", she told me. I followed suit. Arm in arm we went up to her bedroom. We spooned together and soon I was fast asleep.

I awoke with a gentle kiss on my ear. "Time to get a move on, Rita!", she said patting my butt. I jumped up taking in the still unfamiliar surroundings. "Transformation Day, Part 1", I happily thought. I showered and dressed in a short white skirt and red and white top. I slipped into a pair of cork wedge shoes keeping my legs bare. A pair of simple hoop earrings and with my mousy brown hair in a high ponytail we set off for the salon. Laura assured me that this salon was used to servicing girls like us so I was not to be concerned about anything. I was greeted at the door by Stacy who would be doing my hair. She introduced me to Tanya who would be giving me a full body wax. It was suggested that we do the waxing first to get it done with. I carefully hung up my clothes and slipped into the knee length pink gown. I lay down on a soft cushioned table and the waxing began. It wasn't bad. A little uncomfortable but no big deal. After the waxing Tanya applied a soothing moisturizer on my skin. It was fun getting a bikini wax even though I was mildly embarrassed to have my little clitty so exposed to a stranger but the results were worth it. Just a straight wispy strip of short soft pubes! "One last thing and I'll hand you over to Stacy!", Tonya said. She held my chin in her hand turning my face right and left. She selected what appeared to be a stencil. She held it up to my browns and penciled them in. She proceeded to wax and shape my brows into thin high arches. I couldn't believe how much that simple act opened up my eyes! I thanked her with a hug as I was led over to the sinks. A young girl washed and conditioned my hair and I was brought over to Stacy's station. "So", she said, "going blond for the summer. Is that the plan"? "Yes", I answered. We then decided on a shade that would suit my skin tone and she set to work blending. I was led back to the sink area and she proceeded to coat my long locks in the solution. My hair was wrapped and I was lead to a dryer. After what seemed an eternity I was combed out. As I was spun around to the mirror all the air in my lungs seemed to rush out in one audible gasp. "Oh..my..God!", I whispered. I was stunned at the change to my appearance. "This is nothing", Stacy said. "It's time to add some waves to this!" she continued as she lifted the right side of my, now, honey blond hair. While the perm (smelly!) solution was doing it's magic my manicure and pedicure were being addressed. The manicurist was a cute little Asian girl named Young. At least that's how it sounded. "You like red, I understand. What lipstick you use?" I told her my signature shade. "Ahhh, very pretty. I match it for you". After my pedicure was complete she began filling and buffing my nails. This wasn't a new experience for me but it was still (and still is!) quite a thrill! She carefully applied the extensions and wraps and polished my nails a bright shiny deep red! I looked at them with pride. "Now and forever, no going back", I happily thought. Stacy then took over and after the perm solution was washed out she began to cut and style. She chatted with me all along the process. I told her about myself, about my friends and about Danny. "You're a very lucky girl, Rita". "Don't I know it!", I replied. She was just about finished when she whispered in my ear. "You know, honey, you and I are not all that different." My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped. "You mean...you? I can't believe it"! She just smiled and nodded. "Yep, two years post-op", she grinned. She went on to tell me that she was in a steady relationship with a guy named Hank. He was divorced and had two daughters. She was at a very happy period in her life after years of depression and confusion. "We'll have lunch sometime and compare notes, she said. "But in the mean time today is all about you"! With that she spun me back to the mirror and I almost fainted. My blond hair (Blond!) was styled in a curly feminine doo. It looked slightly tussled and oh.. so.. sexy! With my thin and highly arched brows I looked like I could be a contestant in any pageant! Stacy gave me some tips on styling and maintenance. I thanked her profusely and promised we'd get together after the house was put to order. I told her I'd cook her something special as a thank you. Anything she wanted! "Yes, I heard you are an aspiring chef so I'd really like that. We gave each other a sisterly hug. We looked into each other's eyes and I felt a spark. "Uh-oh", I thought, "here we go again"! I was in desperate need of the ladies room so I went about my business. Standing in front of the mirror I just couldn't get over the change. I practiced making flirty and seductive faces in the mirror as I put on my makeup. I couldn't get over my eyebrows. So perfect. As I applied my lipstick it all came together, as it always does. "All this", I thought, and tomorrow the tit fairy comes to call. I giggled out loud and left the room. When I emerged I saw Laura chatting with Stacy. When she saw me she let out a squeal and bent at the waist she put her hands over her mouth. She started clapping her hands in a very girly manner. I struck a seductive pose and said, "Well"? "Gorgeous..simply gorgeous!" She turned and gave Stacy a big hug! "You've outdone yourself, Stace"! "I'm only as good as the material I'm given to work with", she simply stated. We again promised Stacy we would all get together in the near future. I personally thanked all the girls again and booked an appointment for the second weekend in July for touch ups. As Laura and I were driving to lunch she was ecstatic over my new look. "You're going to be beating the boys off with a stick!", she said. "Nonsense, I'm a one man woman. Always will be. I'm not interested in any other man. Well.....maybe Derek Jeter, but I found the love of my life", I said. We did get a lot of looks at lunch. Mostly from men but we also noticed some strange looks from women as well. "Green with envy", Laura whispered to me over our Cobb salads. All during lunch I just had to admire my long red nails. The nails I'd come to love so much growing up. Now they were mine for as long as I wished to have them. Simple choices like choosing a nail length or a hair color that had been kept from me all my life were now mine to choose. Let me tell you, girls, It's a truly liberating experience. We grabbed some takeout from the bistro and headed back to "Laurita" for some unpacking.

When we got home I noticed that Laura had made my bed. I thanked her. "Does that mean you want to sleep alone tonight, honey?", I seductively asked. She just looked at me and smirked. "Are you trying to seduce me you blond vixen"? "With all my heart and soul", I purred. She understood where I was coming from. I never felt more alive or more sexy in my young life.

After what seemed like hours of emptying boxes and putting things away we relaxed for a quick bite and changed into sexy bedroom attire. I again wore the satin nightie from the night before. We wound up making gentle love in her bed. I was reminded not to eat anything after 9PM. "This was such a big day for me, Laura. I can't thank you enough." She patted my breasts and said, "Even bigger day tomorrow, don't you think"? All these changes coming at me so fast. I loved them all but would Danny?