. Deirdre... My dear aunt had a motive if I accepted that my being discovered cut into her inheritance and – may be more importantly – her father�...�s attention. If I indulged my suspicious nature, I could imagine Deirdre deciding to bed me was her way of replacing some of the attention she was accustomed to getting from her father. If I went really out on a limb, I could imagine that she might have wanted to be the woman that warmed her father’s bed, as she had with her brother, my father Nolan.. There was no way that they'd believe that I was really who I was. However, I was shocked out of my thoughts by the telephone ringing. I scrambled for the phone, picking it up with a nervous, "Hello?" "Enjoying yourself yet?" Betsy's voice asked. "Betsy," I gasped, then taking a deep breath, "Change me back. Please." There was silence for several seconds, then Betsy finally answered, "I don't think so." There were another few seconds of silence before she continued, "At least not yet." "Why?" I. So, there we were strolling through the village with the two little k**s in tow. This was turning into a disaster, until Nancy very casually touched the inside of my hand with her finger and whispered ‘Can we go somewhere later and have sex’? My smile was as broad as my face, and she leaned into me, giving me a whiff of clean hair and shampoo.We went to the play park and let her brother and sister play on the swings while we sat talking. She was facing me and chatting away when I saw her ease. He said smiling. Look… I know Im moving away… but would you consider maybe going to a movie with me? Yes… I really want to. I said before realizing what I had just said. My parents would kill me if I went out, I would be grounded for at least a month and no way would they give permission. Staring into Gregs eyes there was no way I was going to back out. My heart was beating a mile a minute and all I could think about was kissing those lips of his. I felt like I had a huge bomb in my chest about.