The hands of my watch seemed to be going around with a snail-like pace, as my emotions spun around in a way that left me feeling almost punch drunk. F...ear. Excitement. Frustration. Trust. And then there was irony. Irony that fate had somehow staffed the plane with a senior air stewardess who bore an uncanny resemblance to Sue. Estelle was maybe five years younger than Sue and was a white South African lady who filled out her uniform in a way that was very pleasing to the eye. It was a pretty. These were a new style thatwhen attached would send a small charge through my nipple when the nipple wastouched. They picked out skirts, blouses and dresses all of which would make astripper look just like a stripper. The final item was a blond wig. Once everything was decided on I was taken tothe changing room and told to remove my cloths so I could start to modelthings to make sure they fit properly. Of course the first thing that I had toput on were my new boobs. The sales girl showed them. . share.“Hey G-Man!” my sister said to me.She woke me from my reverie, and I finished my breakfast.“How was it with an empty house?” I asked them.“Your father is an animal,” June said causing both girls to giggle loudly.“We could tell,” T-Rox responded. “Are you using any protection, Daddy?”He gave us both a look, there was no verbal response. Hmmm?After the cleanup, Mom was in charge of the packing, printing clearly on the boxes as we filled them.They are using a large U-Haul for the move.At. Food on the table and a college education for his kids was what my dad thought was important while he dug and fought his way across Europe, on his only trip to a foreign country. To hear him talk, there was more digging and cold than fighting. Maybe the car would be available on Friday and Saturday night, but then only if I had a date. With a silent resigned acceptance, I opened the driver's door to let her in, and walked around the car, to find her sitting on the passenger side. With a shy.