. all testament to turning her life around. Except that one elusive thing she’s missing. And I’m smashing that and the globe to pieces.“I’ll f...igure something out. Don’t worry bout me.”There’s another sigh, breath hitting through teeth. “It’s a shit world, ya know? I think I loved you when you were drawing ugly stick figures with the sidewalk chalk I stole from Mr. Harrison’s shop. I think he probably knew. Way before I did anyway. And then she came along and stole that girlish fantasy. And then. What the hell? She thumbed through them until she came to the page which seemed to explain it.You seem to be someone I feel might be open to this.I should tell you that it is from someone you knowBefore you read this, This contains some sexually orientated materialAnd the potential for a really good fantasySo here's the deal.Find a time to sit down and read this in private.I hope that you will find it interesting.If you don't, you can throw it awaySoIf you throw it away, You'll never know who. "Look at me, I'm Princess Paula!" said Paul."That's... um... that's nice, but where are the clothes you arrived in?" The magician will explain!" said Paul. "He changed me into PrincessPaula. I've asked if I can stay this way!" Is that what you want, Paul?" asked his mother."Oh yes, more than anything in the world!" said Paul.Paul's mother didn't believe any magic happened, but she was open mindedenough to not judge her son for wearing a dress, and certainly didn't wantto make a scene. "OK. " "Hey, Mat!" Jasmine began quizzically as the two of them madethey way off the dance floor and back towards their table. "Whatgives between Magatrix and Mary? I mean, have you noticed thatevery time I get up to dance with either you or Bill or one ofthe other guys who have asked me, one or the other of themslides over into my seat? You know, so they can talk to oneanother!" Now that you mention it, I most certainty have! "In fact, the two of them seem to be as thick as thieves! Youknow,.