"The skittles were fun. Peter turned out to be a clown and there was a lot of laughter. He and Maisie did not join Becca and Edward for supper. Still ...eing at school, Peter did not have that sort of money. Edward was silently delighted. It meant he would have Becca to himself. He had fallen in love with her. Unless the weekend went disastrously wrong he planned to tell her so at the end of it. She was quite lovely to look at. She was full of life. She was compassionate and caring. She had. My hair looked attractively tousled. I felt happy and beautiful and ready to give my body to the boy I was in love with.Shyly I opened the door and reentered the bedroom. While I'd been changing, Nick had dimmed the lights, and he now lay in bed, completely naked but covered by a blanket from the waist down. I giggled like a little girl. He looked extremely handsome and very sexy.Nick stared at me for a long time, his eyes drinking in my body from my face all the way down to my toes, savoring. Then a dream. I relived the night with Lisa. It was likea torture. Why did she do it? How? THE CLUB Monday morning, I was afraid to go to a mirror, but I feltcompelled to do so. The change seemed complete. I had become anunattractive, middle aged woman. I had stringy, brown hair,uneven teeth, modest but hanging breasts, and large hips. Mystomach and thighs were fat. Between my legs, a brown,triangular thatch of hair stood out. Spreading my legs, I couldsee the lips of a vagina MY vagina!! All. .. not here ...’ I stutter, and trail off in lame in confusion.‘Oh, yes I can, honey! … I am, and I will!’ comes back in your rich warm tones, calmly assured and determined, but with a husky undertone of desire that sends shivers down my spine.You release my breasts, and for a moment grip my shoulders and commandingly push me forward against the tree trunk, so that I am pressed in a sandwich between its rough bark at my chest and your firm female flesh behind me – I can feel your full breasts.