It was customary among the well-to-do in the region to indoctrinate their children at Gracely House at the first opportunity after the 16th birthday. ...wen was following in a long tradition.The graduates of Gracely House formed something of a social circle. Their teacher kept them in touch with each other, and they often gathered in small groups to practice her teachings. In many married couples, both husband and wife had been Mrs. Gracely's students, assuring that the tradition of lessons at. He paused in front of her open lingerie drawer. ‘Oh, wow! This stuff is neat!’ he commented. He reached in and touched the dainty under things. ‘You got some really sexy stuff.’ Ann felt herself blushing. ‘I…I bought those things years ago,’ she told the young man, ‘but I…I hardly ever wear most of it any more.’ Lonnie heldup a sheer, short, lacy teddy. ‘I love this,’ he said. ‘I bet it would look super on you!’ ‘Would you like me to wear it for you?’ Ann asked. Lonnie nodded. ‘Uh-huh,’ he. "Oh, don't worry, I haven't told everyone, just those I really trust..." She still wasn't looking at me. "Who?" I said, relieved, but curious anyway. I trusted her not to have told everyone if she said she hadn't. "Just Katrina and Sophie. And Chandice. But no one else! They all get kind of turned on by guys dressed as girls too, you see..." "Right, OK," I said. "So what was the idea for the weekend?" "You don't have to do it if you don't want to you know, I'll understand," she said. I kept. We were sitting in the family room discussing the best way to investigate Honey Bee when Liz let out a little squeal and ran for the nearest bathroom. She had just made it to the tile-covered floor when her water broke. Liz yelled for help, and we all came running. She told us what had happened, and we jumped to follow our prearranged plan of what to do when this happened. Fifteen minutes later, we were all loaded into the SUV and headed for the hospital.Of course, we were all excited, but Liz.