The hair light was on, so he could see the words easily. She could also see that he was half erect easily."I thought of her tonight and ... remembered..." he announced, naming the poem."I closed my eyes, but my vision failed to dim. She was there, standing ... and I could not un-see her. Her eyes, so dark, her skin so pale, her hair ... gossamer. She was the very picture of beauty.She looked at me ... and I could not hide my faults. And yet, her eyes began to shine with the light of the stars.. But out of the corner of my eye, I could see his eyes continually drop to the exposed valley of my cleavage. Sensing I had attracted his fascination, my nipples hardened to protrude against the silky fabric. It made me wish I’d had the courage not to cover up so much on his approach. Giving him my order, I turned to look up at him just in time to catch his roaming eyes return from my chest. So with a provocative pout, I simply looked down at my chest then back to his eyes, confirming to him I. Finally, we stopped kissing, and I started to realize the changes to mybody. My shirt was pink instead of red, my jeans were now girl jeans,and my tennis shoes were a few sizes smaller. I felt my face and thenmy breasts. Jessie took a step back memorized by my new look. I turnedaround and saw myself in the mirror. I was the girl I had seen in myvision. I had seen the future version of myself as a girl and notrealized it. The girl I had been so jealous about had been me theentire time."Wow,. He walked them home and expressed his appreciation for providing him with a delightful morning and afternoon. He was on top of the world as he entered his condo. The voice that had interrupted his sessions with this beautiful child was actually a fascinating woman that he thought he might want to see again. The next morning he noticed a rolled piece of paper in his mail slot. He removed it and read, "Ask my Mom out, you are going to get lucky." He knew who had left it and chuckled as he thought.