I need to get on to the meat of my story, and boy, do I mean the MEAT! (That’s a pun, dear Diary!!!!) I have to tell you all how Daddy and Mommy h...elped me become a woman. Just listen to me, okay? Daddy has always been my hero (and Mommy, too!!). He’s so handsome, so kind to Mommy. I heard her once call him “my handsome stud”, and I didn’t know what that meant until last year -- I’m thirteen years old now, “well on my way to full womanhood”, Mommy says. Of course, Daddy said that I was a. ." I'm not a student Dr. Heiss. But I do want to talk to you, preferably somewhere private. A business proposition." the redhead spoke. The Hispanic woman seems resolute to not talk, just to study him."Not interested." I think this one you might be. Can we talk somewhere private?"You think for a long time, then finally with a wave of your hand you lead them to your office. It's messy with scientific papers and books, but otherwise seems quite inviting."My name is Ms. Jackson," the redhead. An old lover from long ago who has never had his sexual desires put first buy anyone but perhaps me. I'll have to seduce him and maybe get him a little drunk so he's relaxed enough for me to get really kinky.I'll meet him at a hotel when I'm in his town and have the room all set up. A spa like relaxing atmosphere I think with terry robes, candles, sparkling wine and chocolate covered strawberries. Massage oils and special lube on the night stand. First I'll undress him and wrap him in a. This girl, she had somehow come out of nowhere, this figment of my imagination becoming a real person. Either some sort of unexplainable miracle had just taken place or my hallucinations had now reached a whole new level of depth ... or maybe I really had died and this was Heaven.Either way, it would be hard explaining her to my parents, and no matter what I said or did, the police would probably end up getting involved. Either I would stick to my lie and keep saying that she just appeared.