Now that I had embarked on this new life, I found that I was addicted to sexiness. I adored the short skirts and high heels - I practically never wore flats - tops which showed some cleavage, red nails, full make-up, flowing hair. Mother was amused that even if I was hanging around the house for some time I always took time over my appearance. But I went out every day, even if only to browse the shops or go to a movie. I was very aware of the admiring glances of men and boys and enjoyed them enormously. Although I was living at home, I slept over at Gina's place a few nights a week. the added dimension to or love making of having my breasts was divine. Every second day I went to the salon for a treatment and on one visit I had my ears pieced. The incisions under my breasts healed quickly to leave an almost unnoticeable scar.