The months go by with roadblocks, battles, and fight after fight, but alas there’s no more depression inside of you as you finally turn the corner o...nto his street. You and your son have been driving for two days to get there. As you’re turning you see him standing in the front yard doing some work. You find yourself holding your breath as you pull up in front of the house. He turns toward the sound and starts to smile as he moves towards you. You realize that you’re holding your breath and let. There's no mental shift. I'm... what didyou call it? A Chimera? Part one thing and part the other. My boy mind isat war with all the girl hormones washing around in my body." Yeah, I feel that too. There's a weird energy to being in your body.Something to do with the chemicals being pumped into my brain. It's maybemore aggressive..." Simone paused. "No, that's not it. That's too simple.Not aggression, but focus and drive, I'm not sure. This man-shape is allreally alien to me. It's like a. One of the neatest and strangest things he ever saw was when Miss Pickford, the young English teacher, went to the rest room. Thinking it would be a normal "pee job", Mark was totally unprepared for what he saw. Miss Pickford pulled up her dress and dropped her panties just like normal, but then she left the toilet seat lid down and sat down with her legs spread wide apart! Mark wondered what was going on, until he saw a tell tale white string caught in the mass of blond pubic hair! She was. She asked me a few things about my college and studies etc. I pretended to be preoccupied with college and studies as she continued to eat her meal. When she was not looking at me my attention kept going to her peacock blue saree and blouse.Every time she bent even a little forward to eat the food the blouse would give way to show the light pink bra strap. I found it difficult to get my eyes off it. She was too busy eating her food and maybe thinking of something else, perhaps fantasizing..