You see it is when I leave the bank for the day that I slip out of one personality and
into another - a different world opens up for me. Josephine, the quiet, straight-laced
employee who blushes furiously and shakes her head when anyone in the bank ever asks her
out on a date, sheds her black or brown or grey and a naked Josie stands with a guilty
smile before her mirror.   
As Josie, my greatest fear is that my two worlds should ever meet – I like both sides of
my life, but like my wardrobe, they are both clearly defined - banks really don’t approve
of girls like Josie. 
Josie is whom I tend to think of as the real me, although Josephine might argue that
point but it is no longer her turn to speak. My name is Josie Crupper, growing up I always
disliked the name Josephine. I know Josie isn’t the prettiest name, but to my mind it’s a
small improvement on the one I was born with – outside of work, only my mother calls me
Josephine. I’m English and, as I write this, I’m twenty eight years old. Oh, how to
describe me…It isn’t easy as every woman has parts of her body and nature she likes and
dislikes. In my case Josie dislikes Josephine and Josephine dislikes Josie. Did I mention
that we are a strange pair?
As far as the parts of my body that I like: I have a tall figure that curves in just the
right places, or at least so I`ve been told on more than one occasion. I have
chestnut-brown hair, which is long and curly and I have green eyes - so far so good. I do
have long legs that I think of as one of my best assets and love wearing stockings. 
It feels strange to be making a list like this and even though I am alone I can feel
myself blushing.
I’ve always been proud of my breasts, although I admit to sometimes becoming tired of
them, as most of us do, especially if I’m doing something active or men are staring at
them. They are on the larger side for my frame, I’m a 34D and of course, as I just
mentioned, they’re often where eyes seemed to rest.
I`m into keeping fit - the normal stuff like going to the gym three times a week and long
runs that turn into even longer walks in the countryside. I enjoy the burn of running and
aerobics and I’m vegetarian, so I manage to keep off the pounds. It also helps that I love
to dance, to let go of all inhibitions and become one with the music.
Men seem to find me attractive, which these days can be more annoying than flattering. I
dated a few guys in my younger years and was always left a little distressed that ‘normal’
straight sex just didn’t seem to do it for me.
Anyway, for longer than I care to admit, I tried hard to be a good straight girl. I come
from a typical, middle class British family so tried hard to be normal. However, during my
school and college years I did flirt around with girls and by my mid twenties I think I
knew I was more lesbian than straight, but there was still something missing.
I found making love to a beautiful girl to be much more satisfying and easier than being
with any of my male partners. Another woman knows where to touch, when to play and how to
interact on both an emotional and physical level - but I always felt it could go so much
further. That the experience and emotions of sex could be so much more rewarding, richer
and ultimately fulfilling, and then one day I finally discovered what I really love ...and
here I blush again ... I discovered that the thrill of being controlled, of being told
what to do and having to do it was what really fulfilled me sexually. Understand please
that if we were in the same room together, I would never be able to admit this because,
believe it or not, I really am a very shy person. Somehow, writing it down makes it
easier. Maybe that is why I’m doing it?
Anyway, my idea of heaven is when a beautiful, sexy, feminine woman instructs me to dress
in some provocative way that I would never normally do, and then instructs me how to act
and pose for her. 
I adore the feeling that I simply have to do as I am told, especially when it is
something that bank worker Josephine would run from screaming. In short, I love it when
someone to takes control over of my body and I can experience the thrill and embarrassment
that this control brings. 
There, Josie’s secret is out and Josephine is incredibly upset about it. I did say I had
a few ... hang-ups but please, don`t get me wrong…I’m not attracted to crop haired biker
babes and I do not like to be beaten. Spanked? Oh, yes, but not beaten. I don’t like to be
spat or pissed on either, for that matter. Yuck! - I am still very much a ‘girly’ type
girl.
So there I was for several years, a frustrated lesbian, a sad submissive who was too shy
to find a Mistress, at least until I met Mistress Marion …