It was then that Iremembered the rest of her playful warning, when I would ask her how itwould be possible to have two of me in the world at the same ...time."There cannot be more than one of you in this world can there, so somethingwould have to happen to make sure that things stay that way".I had never understood what she meant as either man or boy, but I did now,as a woman. I watched numbly as my former body started to shake and thentumble to the floor before becoming a shadow and then fading. Using the spatula to flip the sandwiches. The cheese has just begun to melt, the bread a golden brown. I’m glad I slipped a piece of ham in the middle of one of them, variety is the spice of life. Grabbing a plate, seating up a tray. Looking around to see if I have missed anything. Taking out the orange juice and pouring a tall cold glass, then finally adding a sleeve of crackers on a separate dish. Carefully, I make my way down the hallway, not wanting to spill a drop. *Aaaaahhchhhhooo!*. ..”Yes, in that point in time we where still influenced, or better said controlled by the laws our society put on our shoulders: You don’t fuck your mum. Or, you don’t fuck your son. You ignore the desire. Keep it all on a professional level. And we did that. As long as we could.So there I was. My nineteenth birthday still lying ahead. All I did was chasing fuck bunnies and spending nice, interesting quality time with my mum. We grew closer and closer. An affiliation deeper, more sexual than. My special "Boob" socks to give the appearance of breast.A discussion I had with my next 2 older sisters.How ample were my false breast to be?Normal size for girls my age?Bigger for my ego as a girl, for all the times I have dressed up withthem through the years?Dolly Parton size? Because my 2nd oldest sis Joan, made the suggestion that I cut a Nerffootball in half.Trust me, I thought real quick of what she said but I did not want tocut that Nerf in half.Besides, those Nerf boobs would give me.