I twist the button open and lower the zipper. Putting my hands inside the waist of her slacks causes them to fall to the floor. I go down on one knee ...nd gently lift one leg then the other until the slacks are free and get tossed aside. She is wearing pantyhose and I curse the day they were invented. My fingers grip the waist band and pull them down. They cling like the second skin they are and I have to peel the legs off. Finally they’re at her feet and she steps out of them. They are also. And all the while, they paid me. Well. Very well.As I changed into my street clothes, I smiled at Belinda. "Thanks for the encouragement," I said softly. "You don't know how nervous I was."Belinda grinned back at me. "It sure didn't show, girl." She came over and gave me a hug. "You did just fine."I was very pleased with myself by the time I got home that night. Even though it was late, Betty was waiting up for me. Excitedly, I told her how I had done, how Traci's magic was still helping. "If I weregrown up-"Anya shook her head. "I actually did think about leaving you your realage, but funny thing about that. Gretchen's chest is actually prettysmall by the time she turns twenty-four." What?" I asked in confusion, gaze drifting back down to my alreadysizable chest.. "But I'm only eleven now. Even if they've alreadystopped growing-" If Gretchen's life ran its natural course, she'd end up getting areduction," Anya cut in. "A rather drastic one, too, spurred on byyears of. .. Eileen... Kyle (the redhead)... And Malcolm."My heart skipped a beat.In what seemed like a flash, Katie and I were both sitting across from the objects of our desire with our desks all pulled together into a big group. I couldn't bare to look up at Malcolm, I instead pretended to be thumbing through the first chapter of Shakespeare's play."Hell, I've never seen someone start reading this crap so fast," I heard malcolm's deep (for a fifteen year old's) voice and looked up. "If you like this.