Once inside his car, Joseph was an emotional wreck. "They knew it was me. I've been caught! Everyone will find out at school. I'm dead meat!" He said ...out loud. He drove home and pulled into the garage. It was 2 in the afternoon now. He entered his house, kicked off his sandals and locked the doors."What am I going to do?" he said as he looked at his newly acquired candy apple red fingernails. His hands looked utterly feminine with the long, oval red nails. He looked at his dainty feet, digging. It was small, neat and surrounded by fine hair almost as red as the wonderful auburn hair on her head, she looked just perfect.I was wearing a brown and cream basque with matching panties (hers, I had borrowed them), seamed tan stockings and light brown suede shoes with a low heel, all matching. I’d been up a while so I had done my hair and makeup and just stood there like her little sissy girl, which is really what I was.I wanted to just bury my lipstick mouth over her pussy and wake her up. Eldon saw his father’s jaw tighten before he spoke. “You mean you could have healed him before now?”“Well, duh!” she stuck her tongue out at Lyden and giggled.“Then why didn’t you?” Sheila demanded and approached the sink. Eldon rarely saw his mother this upset. The last time had been when he… He buried that memory, not willing to recall it. That had started as a good day, which had ended in so much death. Lyden stepped between Sheila and the fairy, though Eldon could tell he was keeping his. “It’s too pretty to eat!”“Do you remember the fish we had last night for dinner?”“Yes, I do.”“That fish looked like the one you just caught. I always thank the fish for being there to provide me with nourishment.”“You’re right.“Thank you, Mr. Fish”Bill showed her how to put the fish on the stringer. He hauled in a nice brown trout and Sharon caught one more sunfish.“I think we have more than enough for our meal and since we’re the ones who need for the fishing to stay good, I don’t think we.