However, despite my best intentions, I again found myself putting back onmy bra, my petticoat, my panties and my fishnet pantyhose before coveringit u... with my new tee shirt and trousers.I wanted to stop there. It looked a bit masculine despite the visiblepanty line and bra straps. Maybe I should have bought looser jeans?I wanted put on my trainers but I found myself self putting my hosieryencased feet back in my knee length leather boots with a stiletto heel. Itdidn't feel right to put such. I couldn’t remember anything. I strained my eyes a bit more to see my sister staring at me. I opened my mouth to speak but found it was covered with some harsh plastic. I looked up at her, the panic rising within me. ‘Shhhh,’ she whispered, ‘you were in a car crash baby, your taxi driver ran you into a lorry, but everything will be fine.’ From the look in her face I knew that everything was not going to be fine. I stared deep into her eyes and knew. I knew I had lost the baby. The words. I spent a lot more time with my friend Heather after I had a car to drive us around in and with all of the changes that came to my life so quickly, one month after my brother gave me such a sweet birthday present, I forgot his altogether.It didn’t strike me until it was too late. It was a Friday night and I had been at Heather’s house after school and then we went out and met some other friends in town until the night was a few minutes past what I was supposed to even be out. My parents weren’t. “Urges, I can’t believe those guys. Of course, they have urges, so do I. But I take care of them quietly at night, why can’t they? And Daddy with his ‘I want to have another baby.’ Then he goes on to say that Shaun and I will both want to have children someday. Of course, we will. Why can’t we just have them together? Wait, what did I just say? Of course, that’s the perfect solution! I can take care of their urges and have their babies. Then the family can stay together. Of course, I will have.