Tiffany dressed like a woman.Maybe not a 21st Century woman. More like a mid-1950s woman.Thus, oooh la la!She wore tan, seamed, fully-fashioned, rein...orced-heel-and-toestockings; a yellow mini-sundress that exposed her magnificentshoulders and her endless legs; and stratospheric, yellow, strappyheels.All 13 male heads turned when Tiffany entered the classroom, includingthe English teacher, Mr. Chaucer.The 11 other "girls" in the class looked at her with a mixture ofloathing, hate, wild. Our Program Director is Fred Dewberry. He runs the place - well sort of... By the time I walked in, he was already starting to hit his stride. I could hear him all the way from my cubbyhole, barking orders, threatening reporters. - They don't call him a Reporters worse nightmare for nothing!As I drank my coffee, I kept hearing snatches of his tirade - something about downsizing... having to cut back... (Ah, well, why do I think this may not be news to some of you folks these days?)"Dag... ! Get. I stood up lazily and followed her example, then padded over to the bookcase and poured her a brandy, refreshing my own glass at the same time. She had matured in the last few months, and was more woman than girl. Her body had ripened, her breasts a little fuller, her hips a little more curved. Her legs were the same, long and slim, rising to a smooth mound.'You've gone completely clean, ' I said in surprise. She smiled.'I got fed up with just having a little tuft and Trudi said all or nothing. I had agreed that Savannah may need comforting if things went bad during her visit, but I had promised myself to not let things get out of hand. I nodded. "Yeah, I will. Hopefully, there won't be a need." I know, this is worst case scenario, I'm sure," Alexandria said with a smile. After one last kiss, I got in the side of the van.Savannah was driving, Chloe rode shotgun, Mandy sat in the driver's side captain's chair and Yvonne was curled up on the bench in the back. I took the captain's chair.
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