Afternoon Tea on the Lawn

I looked at myself in the long mirror and was pleased to see I looked incredibly feminine. I let Julia, my sister, pluck my eyebrows into a feminine arch and teach me about make-up. She had done a grand job and was now able to expertly apply foundation, eye shadow, lipstick and mascara. The gelatine filled bra mum gave me was a stroke of inspiration as it gave me an enviable figure. Now my waist was smaller than Lucy and Kates and my legs where longer and smoother. I wondered if I would be any good as a sales girl. I did hope so - I didn't want to let Trish, Auntie, Mum or Julia down. And now I had to compete with Kate and Lucy.

I tried a few things on each time showing Kate for her opinion. I loved a soft linen skirt but couldn't find a top to match, a denim dress teamed with a leather belt and a Stetson transported me to the Wild West but according to Kate I looked too theatrical so I eventually choose a classic - an embroidered peach cotton and tulle dress. I was admiring myself in the mirror when the curtain whisked open.

'How does it fit?' Kate asks admiringly in that sales girl way.

Feeling like a virginal Little Bo Peep I perform a twirl and smirk proudly. 'Are you sure this doesn't make my bum look big?' I say

Kate giggles like a schoolgirl and clasps an imitation gold necklace with a medallion around my neck.

'Don't be stupid, you look beautiful,' she says stuffing my old dress and the hanger into a carrier bag with distaste. 'You look like Cameron Diaz,' I blush and feel my cock twitch again - no one had ever called me beautiful or compared me to a stunning model before. I was well made up.

Kate waves the bag in the air. 'I'd lose this on the way home if I was you. But I couldn't. It was my first dress. Auntie gave it to me and it was my passport into my new world. I felt emotionaly attached to it despite its age.

Lucy was initially ever so sweet she showed me the ropes; how to use the till, where the stock room was, what to say and how to close.