Today i met an old friend in town i had not seen for so many years i care not to remember, she said i had not changed at all just looked a little bit older like we all do with the passage of time, little did she know how wrong she was.So we went for the usual coffee and cake,she asked what i was now doing with myself in respect of work, i really did not know how to answere her honestly as i had been running a escort agency for tv/cd,So i just said the usual as i was a driver on the railways last we met, well one thing led to another and we decided to meet once again this time i invited her to come to my home for a evening meal.               

Well the big day arrived and i had worked out how i was going to tell her the truth about my work, and i would do it while we were eating,but things as usual for me did not go as i had planed, in fact no way near as i had planed, The good lady arrived on time  and was dressed imaculatly  in one of the most beautiful long evening gowns i have ever seen. This lady by the way was not of the skin and bone variety she was in my terms voluptuous, curves where curves shoud be and plenty of them, i had always known her as a work friend and had never seen her in this style of attire ,it knocked me right off of my feet ,and took me so much by surprise that all i could do was stare with an open mouth.   well ar`nt you going to ask me in? i ofcourse  Oh yes come in come in, saying  sorry i was miles away,  and as i do putting my foot in it again said ,i never expected to see you looking like this, which she said like what, do not forget this woman knew me better than i knew her.I replied so beautiful and elegant, i had alway seen her in working clothes (IE) boiler suit and heavy duty boots.This lady was a fully qualified engineer..

We had been sat in the dinning room for about 1 1/2 hrs when she said  i know what you have been up to over the last 4 years, you are a sort of Madam, so all i could do was say yes i am a Madam,and continued to say that not only were the girls all tv/cds that i to was a transvestite, but i never had the strength to come out like the girls who work here, there is no boss i just run the buisiness because i do not dress on the streets, and  everything is equaly shared between the girls .

  I told her that i dressed when i was at work or  when i am at home, So why are you not dressed now,you are at home, go and change you silly little girl, I could not get up the stairs quick enough and did not lookj behind me because when i  went into my bedroom after going to the bathroom she was standing there, come on silly thing let me helo you, this offer i did not refuse, as i always wear feminine under garments it did not take long to be rid of my masculin shit clothes,  and there i stood in fully fashioned corsette, sheer nylon pantyhose, as luck would have it i had shave so late in the day that i needed only to apy my makeup  and find a suitable wig of which i have 47 all styles and colours.

The good lady Emily as we shall call her, offered to do my makeup for me which i ofcourse said please go ahead, i was so nervous, i had had the girls do my makeup many many times before but somehow this was different , my heart was racing and my blood pressure would have put me in hospital normaly, but as i said it was different somehow when she touched my face i melted into a dreamworld i was floating on a cloud of pleasure