It’s costing us no more with him here as not. No, Cully. No.”I was just grateful to get the stipend in that can. I made a mental notation to check... that can first chance. Tommy gave great presents, chances were he’d do likewise on the can.“So, take the money out of there for the food and just get whatever strikes your fancy. We’ll keep nibbling’ on the popcorn till you get back. And no hurry, I’m going to brew us a nice pot of tea as soon as you leave and talk to Tommy a bit at the kitchen. But now it was all fitting into place. as we sat around the table dad informed me that I would no longer be going to school, rather getting some homeschooling. That way I could always dress as the sissy in the family, and as I would be going on a d**gs regime to feminise myself it would be much easier not to leave the house. The only problem that he identified was that I would need approval from the local doctor to be able to avoid snooping authorities. When I heard this I giggled. Dad asked me. No exceptions and no honorary OM (Old Man-male operatorno matter the age) memberships. They give out some nice awards, most ofwhich are available to anyone male or female. And they have their owngatherings at the annual ham convention (ham being the slang term foramateur radio operators) in Ohio. Which is where Marybeth Greene's storycomes in.As I said, I got licensed during my sophomore year of high school, withthe lowest class license, which I upgraded three times-never got the topone. . Patrique was lost in herown cute mind as she slammed a few dollar bills on the counter beforetaking a left into the bathroom. Like a shadow, the goth girl followed farenough behind not to be noticed. Patrique opened her purse, once againstumbling through it completely lost in thought. The Goth girl entered theroom, the eyes that bulged out just a bit too far from her face scanningacross it all. The target was alone. Perfect. Within one moment Patrique Oldwater collapsed forward as her skin.