I sat at the foot of the bed and we began to get caught up. For some reason, the quick beating of my heart didn't slow down like it normally would. Th...re was something about the way Lynn was looking at me that kept the excitement going.We talked for a good amount of time, but as sometimes happens on a lazy weekend afternoon, we all nodded off for a nap, right there on the bed. I am not sure how much time had passed, but I awoke and realized that sometime during my nap I had started using Lynn's. I hugged her and we settled down to sleep until the next feeding time and drifted off to sleep. I didnt wake until late the next morning, and I felt guilty that I didnt wake with Rachel for their early morning feeding, or the next one for that fact. She was asleep now, but I knew she must have gotten up for feedings earlier. I got up and prepped a bottle of warm milk in the kitchen, then quietly snuck back into the bedroom to gently wake the girls with the bottle one at a time. After the kids. One of the last to attend was a lady called Celia, and appeared to be the right choice, very well dressed and spoken. Lynne enquired if she had done any similar work and asked how she would feel about fitting ladies in their intimate apparel. Celia said that she had not, but said she was not uncomfortable with the female form. Barbara asked her if she would like to see the more specialist garments that the up market ladies who came to the shop for a personal service liked to wear. Lynne brought. "They don't hang or draw and quarter kids anymore." All of them laughed outloud at the remark. "I'll take charge since he is mine. You can have your share of him too but we've got to keep this secret between only the six of us." Carol glanced back to the sleeping boy."Did you give him something to drink like whiskey?" Mabel asked quietly."He's just a sound sleeper," Carol explained. "That's good for all of us. Now from this moment on, we're calling him Emma and he is now a she. We have to make.