Kathy would take that offer in a heartbeat and you know it. And,” she said, placing her finger on her lips, then on mine, “so would I.”“Bethan...y...” I sighed. “It’s...”“Stop,” she interrupted. “I told you I’m no little girl any more. I don’t have a wild-eyed fantasy that when we graduate, you’ll suddenly change course and show up at my door with an engagement ring.” She smiled, “But if you do, I’ll accept it. Even Joyce has outgrown her fantasy. Oh, like me, I’m sure she still holds a glimmer of. ."I know," mom said, "that you're worried about the press, but they willnot find any records that will say that you are now, or ever were, amale. Mr. Pomer took care of that, at my request, after Dr. Stickneyfixed the problem. I had your name changed legally months ago, and hehad all of your records changed to reflect your new status, or theywere sealed by court order. What that boy did was awful, but you are mydaughter, and I'll swear to it in court if I have to."I looked over at Mr. Pomer and. This was due to two facts, Jenny was not all that bright, in fact she was something of a poster child for the stereotypical blonde bimbo. She passed her high school classes based solely on the fact that her teachers, all men ,greatly appreciated the opportunity to gaze upon this beautiful doll, and passed her despite the fact that she never did any work. Occasionally she would bend over in front of them in tight jeans or a short skirt, or wink at them. This was all the encouragement her. Just then there was a knock at the door. I jumped up, grabbed one of our beach towels and wrapped it around my waist as you pulled the bedspread over you. As soon as I opened the door Chrissy and Allysa walked in and took their clothes off before anyone said a word. Only after they were naked did they look around and take in the bulge under my towel, the fact that you were in bed (sort of) and apparently naked, and then what was on the TV. Just then the blonde cut loose with a flood of her.