As I relate this account of my incredible reversal of purpose, I cannot avoid a confused mix of emotions when I realize the clarity of my own recollection. It cannot be that it was so short a time ago that my passions were focused in quite another direction. Indeed, it seems a lifetime ago when my resolve was to be what I am fond of thinking of as “the other”.
As I relate this account of my incredible reversal of purpose, I cannot avoid a confused mix of emotions when I realize the clarity of my own recollection.
During my initial interviews with several large corporations, I was intrigued most by Women’s World. The position being offered was executive assistant to the CEO. Talk about starting right up there!
I had been hired, and pantied all in a matter of mere minutes. What was going on? Was this Women’s World company getting the better of me?
Magdalene was a very stern looking woman. The minute she showed up, all the other girls pulled the plates and glasses off my table so fast it almost made my nose bleed. Lunch was over, all right.
Janie stood in front of me for a minute with her hands on her hips and a look of triumph on her face. She seemed to be studying me.
She again smiled when she caught a glimpse of my pink panties peeking from under my dress. She smiled, saying "You are such a sweet sissy, tease you are," and gave me a little peck on the cheek.