She bent over it such that a breast was just in front of me. I sighed. She asked why. I replied: ‘You dangle an incredibly beautiful breast in front... of me and you ask why I sigh?’ She stood up straight, pushed out her chest and responded: ‘Do you really think they are beautiful?’ I answered: ‘Yes I do.’ She said: ‘Thank you. I needed to hear that.’ I said: ‘I think you are beautiful – period.’ She smiled. I thought: ‘Beautiful dimples.’ We went back to talking about the project. On her way back. In fact, Christina was now so proud of her developingfemale body, she wanted to show it off. She wanted to show her newbreasts and her slim female waist."You're developing a nice figure," Helen said. "Sam has still a bitto go to catch up with you but her breasts are developing quitenicely as well." Thank you," said Christina."Well, times have certainly changed, you know when you wereChristopher, you would never let me see what I'm seeing now," Helencontinued."I didn't think myself as a woman. An hour and half passed and her mom didn't show up. The phone rang on the kitchen counter. Kat picked it up."Hello? Yeah, uh huh. Oh my god! Yeah okay. Okay I suppose." Kat turned back to Staci. "Crappy news Staci. Your mom is stuck across town in traffic cos of the snow. She could be an hour."Shit, Staci didn't know her way back from Kat's house, and it took twenty minutes in a car, which Kat didn't own, she got a lift to school from a friend. So Staci was stuck here until her mom took it upon. And, you can't protect a child forever. Like, when they start to walk, you have to let them fall. They have to learn to get on with their friends, what and how much they can drink. They have to make their own mistakes; and I've watched her blossom over the last weeks." Which brings me to the primary reason for my visit." I paused, thinking. "I have tried to communicate to Philippa that I'm a ... stepping stone, or a stop-gap, or anything but a permanent arrangement. I'm very fond ... no, let's.