"No," Kristy said flatly. "I much prefer seeing you like this."Mary, finally realizing the danger she was in changed tactics. "PleaseKristy," she said... pathetically. "I don't want to be a girl, especiallyone that looks like some bimbo."Kristy smiled at her new sister and said a new desire under her breath.Kristy and Mary felt the world around them begin to spin and when itfinally stopped they were amazed to see that Bill's room was nowcompletely different. Instead of having a weight bench and. It started when I was eleven my girl friend Liz who is a month younger than me were at a sleep over at her house . We started talking about boys and their things, Cock they are called Cocks Liz said and my brother Mark has a big one. How do you know that? Well if you must know I saw him getting into the shower a couple of months ago and his cock was just hanging there . Just how big was it I asked ? Well it's not a big as my dads but close. You saw your dads cock when was this? A while back. Weird, I thought as I reached to grab it, shaking the water and a bit of alga from it. How did this get here? He's probably playing a prank on me. Billy is always goofing, I reminded myself. Maybe he got here early and then drowned, or maybe the notorious Falcon Lake monster got him. My mind was a whirl of unpleasant thoughts.I was trying to decide what to do when I had my second interruption. Something cold and slimy grazed against my feet. It instantly shocked me and sent waves of panic. The bank provides me with a generous clothing allowance and I get to meet some great people, such as yourself.’ ‘I’ll never forget you Maggie.’ Maggie smiled. They all said that didn’t they, like the replay of a CD? Gerald called her twice, sometimes three times during the next four weeks. They talked generally but each time when saying goodbye he always finished the same way: ‘I hope this strengthens our relationship.’ On the Wednesday of the fifth week Maggie accepted a courier package.