Even with the tied hands, somehow I managed to get into it.
Slowly, I undressed into my briefs, took one of the pink towels and went to the bathroom.
Or, they know something; I thought.
Thus, I walked upstairs to get into my room, and really liked the way the dress swished around my hips.
She helped me to stood up and asked me to turn.
And living as a girl became natural to me.