"Thank you for teaching meMomma. I hope I can make you proud this week." I looked up where John wasdoing the dishes. "John?" Y, yes Malissa?" Thank yo... saying you think I should stay a girl. I think I should too, butI know I have only this week for sure. So if I don't get another chance tosay it, Thank you for trying to understand."He didn't say anything, and I didn't push it. I knew he was struggling withall the changes.He got ready to go to bed, and paused at the table where I was sorting. I dropped everything I held on my bed, picked up my jacket and went to the closet to hang it up.“Well, I know you’re working,” she said, unconsciously twirling a loose strand of her blond hair around her finger. “But those clothes look like something straight out of a fashion magazine. They must have cost a small fortune.”She had a good point. Two, in fact. First, the clothes did remind me of some of the high end designs I had seen when I went to different shoots – not that I ever wore any. I. Looking closely you could see her large pink nipples clearly. When she began to straighten up, I made sure my gaze was fixed on her face. She looked me in the eyes and said, ‘Please stay. Please sit with me. Talk with me a few minutes.’ She backed up and sat on one of the benches patting the open seating area next to her. Not knowing what else to do I sat next to her, turning so we could look at each other. Before I could say anything, this strange creature beamed a smile at me then reached for. ” The guard answered back, “Eighty-eighty.” The door clicked, he pushed it open and said, “Hurry, cell g-four… down on the left.” I walked through the door, it shut with a loud thud and clank of metal behind me. I heard the man on the speaker again, “Attention facility one minute till lock down…. one minute till lock down.” I increased my speed somehow knowing that I better be in that cell before a minute was up or I would be in more trouble and more trouble, I did not need. I hurried through.