But these days, things were different.Barbara's sense of who she was as a woman had been shaken to its foundation a few weeks earlier, when she'd spen...t the better part of a day indulging in her first lesbian experience -- making love with a sixteen-year-old Goth girl named Erika.They had met while standing in line at the local ice cream parlor when Erika had, out of the blue, asked a surprised Barbara about the necklace she was wearing. They began to chat, and ended up sharing a table,. "She shrugs. "Maybe. I'll be fine." I know you will."After hugging her cousin, who winks at the young woman and says, "Have fun," Nick watches them leave, sad, amazed and amused. He turns to Tia and asks her, "Do they look old to you?" Kind of. Yes. They look as old as grandmother."He shakes his head. "So, what did they tell you?" Everything." Everything?" Yes. Between the two of them, and with my questions." You had friends." I did. One close one." Could she join us?" No. She is meant for the. I appliedmy makeup and put on my girls clothing. This time when I looked in themirror I saw an attractive girl. Not as beautiful as Mary, but still very attractive. I also wore a dress with a lower neckline so I could show off mybreasts. They weren't as large as Mary's, but they filled a 'B' cup bra.Mary complimented me on how pretty I had become, but said my breastswere still too small. She again injected hormones into my nipples. Then shesurprised me by having me bend over to receive more. It was almost certainly for the best as I couldn'thave gone to work dressed like this.Bridget was the only one of us not dressed as a showgirl when she droppedthe girls and me at the station.And sure enough I met with the headmistress when I arrived at the schooland she clocked me as Gillian's father as soon as we arrived. "I see,Emmanuelle, that you have taken my words to heart about being lessrepressive." How did you know who I am?" Well, I know Bridget well as we went to school together.