" Yes, thank you," I told her. "You have no idea how much that helped me to sleep," I told her, heading her off as I knew damn well where she'd intend...ed on going with this. I'd already had this conversation with her, well ahead of time, speaking both roles, arguing both sides, and then surprisingly, coming to terms with it for both of us. I made some motion with the heavy lead weights of the casts on my arms, lifting them just barely, unable to bend either one of them, ensuring she saw that.. But she had yet to get accustomed to the all out insanity that occurred on the Thursday of exam week. She missed the first one last semester since she hadn’t yet begun to work, but she remembered the second one with horrifying clarity. She had been so surprised that she hadn’t been fired after that experience probably because she had managed to destroy more glassware than was currently housed in the China Room at the White House. Exam week happened twice a semester at the University and because. "I think I havean old pair of Bermuda shorts somewhere," he said. "Oh I think we can dobetter than that," she replied. Nothing more was said, he wasn't worried,just intrigued.On Sunday evening Alison called him to the bedroom. "Here's your surprise,what you'll be wearing Monday morning."Larry looked at the bed in stunned silence. There was a pair of blackfishnet stockings, a suspender belt, French cut pink knickers and aruffled very short skirt (once known as a ra-ra )"This wasn't what I had in. This time when he saw his reflection he smiled. Seeing his mother's facesmiling back at him he knew he was not going to quit now. "I'm ready for lesson two," he said turning to Anna.Anna smiled back at him and handed him a pair of 3 inch heels. Hestepped into them and stood up. They were a good fit, but he feltawkward standing in them as he had never worn such high shoes before.Anna guided him as he practiced walking around the room. Eventually hewas able to walk in them on his own,.