I haddeliberately allowed it to grow quite long and my stylist announced thatit was now of a length where she could do something with it. What shedid ...as to enrich my normally mousey hair colour to a dirty blonde, withsubtle, brighter highlights. She actually cut my hair quite short, butin such a way that if I brushed and set it one way it looked veryfeminine and modern; but if I washed out the setting lotion and brushedmy hair down, my 'look', whilst a bit androgynous, could still pass fora. I've had some breast growth, so theyare becoming more than noticeable...and tender. I do know that most of myfemale relatives and ancestors have and had somewhat sizeable breasts andI can see me having the same, especially if I have that breast surgery.I can also see changes to other parts of my body such as my face, and myfigure, especially my hips. Working out has helped both in keeping me fitand trim but also in showing off a redefinition of my body lines. And ithas been a real chore to. You’re asking me to do something, for you. That’s honest. That’s you saying what you want, and not just saying what you think I want to hear.”“Do we have a deal?” he wrote, but typing a Hebrew phrase in Hebrew letters.“Ha! Using Google translate now? Trying to impress me with your Hebrew? You’re so transparent.”“But your answer?”“Yes. It’s a deal. I’ll do it tonight.”“Good. And thank you. It means a lot to me.”“I still don’t see the…”“Faith,” he interjected. “Have some faith.”“I will.. ‘What…what if I’m not the girl you remember? What if…?’ Peter stopped, turned, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. She returned the kiss with surprising urgency. ‘I have no illusions,’ Peter told her once the kiss ended. ‘Tonight will be wonderful.’ Peter’s room was just down the hall from where they’d stopped. When they reached it, he put the key in the lock and opened the door. ‘This…this feels so…so naughty,’ Bonnie murmured. ‘I think it helps make it more exciting, don’t you?’ Peter.