She had turned up at the restaurant, wearing the requested attire, Mark had been very, very specific as to what she should wear; the style of underwea...r, including the fact that she was supposed to be as hair free as possible, including her genital and anal areas. Now, whilst being very good at her job, Mattie did not really like to have a bare pussy, so she had compromised by trimming her pubic hair into a landing strip, rather than go completely bald, she just didn’t like the way it made women. "Well...uh...Carla and I have decided we want to be more than justfriends." That's wonderful," Sandy exclaimed."Andrew finally has a girlfriend," Rebecca added. I took theopportunity to kiss my boyfriend on the lips in front of his family. Heblushed and gave back a nervous smile."Tell them the rest," I urged."You two haven't already decided to get married, have you? Don't youthink you should wait until after high school?" It's not anything like that, Sandy." I glanced at Andrew and he. His hair began to cascade around his shoulders, a long straw blonde. His lips became full, his jawline softened, his nose became sculptured and his eyes blue. His rough acned skin tone became porcelain white. Mr. Jackson had become a woman. Rachel gestured again, and suddenly Mr. Jackson found himself decked in streetwalker gear. "I've twinkled Fate, Mr. Jackson. You'll be a streetwalker all your life, fucking men for money, getting beat up by some, doing kinky stuff for others. You'll be. No Eleanor. Maybe she was inside admiring her big tits in the mirror, I thought. Like I wished I was doing. In the shed, the evidence of last week’s load had evaporated. I propped open the shed door for more light, gassed up their shitty Sears Craftsman mower, and by the time I brought it clattering out onto the lawn, Mrs. Kaminski was standing at the top of the back porch steps.She was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, even though the day was warm. They were tight, but not Sally Speaker.