I put on the dress, zipped the back andtied the bow in the back. I put on the mary jane shoes I bought thatafternoon. I looked at myself in the full...length mirror and loved what Isaw. I saw that six year old little girl ready for church. It was me.It felt good, it felt feminine, it felt humiliating, and I loved it. Itook pictures of myself in the living room and went to the computer roomand began editing them still sitting in my pretty new outfit. Then ithappened...I heard a sound out. In that moment, he realized he didn’t just love Sophia – he was in love with her.It worried him a bit. He wasn’t used to needing someone – and wondered if he’d ever feel the same way about the rest of the women in his care. He grimaced when he realized he would miss quite a few of them if they weren’t near.“AI, what time is it?” he whispered, heading off more of those thoughts.“0432.”0432. He’d slept for almost seven hours, far more than the two to four he usually received. It wasn’t all that. “Sorry, Annie. I am in his arms and it feels so good.”Now, I blushed.I previously picked out some music from my dad’s extensive collection. This song was called, “Eres Mia,” by Romeo Santos, and was over four minutes long.Having Claire in our ‘alternative dance position’ with this rather sexy song, made me a little self-conscious, but we quickly got ‘in the groove’ of the music.Kalista was giggling the whole time, probably because of the suggestive nature of the song along with Claire’s hip. As I’m motoring down the asphalt, you can hear the rumbling sound from my exhaust a block away. The melodious song that it creates is definitely a head turner for all auto enthusiasts around. ‘Hey, asshole, put a muffler on that thing.’ I was on a slight grade and my car rolled back enough for me to make brief eye-contact with her. She was an attractive 40 something, who looked more like a 30 something. She was well cared for and well groomed. Her car was the first white BMW I had ever seen. I.