”“So people don’t think she’s the cheer bitch?”Lavi just nodded in response. She hummed as she set out bagels and was the quiet version of L...vi. I made a sandwich with a garlic bagel, spreadable cheese, and pastrami. Before she threw the bag away I saw her pull out a small paper bag from the gift store downstairs.“What’s that?”She held it up for me, pulling out a postcard that showed the hotel. “Whenever I go somewhere special I send myself a postcard before I go home and write to myself about. My breasts were growing now and we talked about possibly abreast augmentation after the surgery. Leah could joke about it now. Shewanted me to have large breasts like her so we could share each othersclothing.I think it was her way of dealing with my transition. Leah always jokedabout how we could have a large wardrobe and share everything. We werethe same size in height and hips and I only needed my bust line to growa bit. My hair was down past my shoulders now and I started to dye it red. ' This is what happens when you work for a fast food joint, all the k**s that go to school and can get a permit flock to the fast food places. At least you get some training in how to be on time and understand job responsibility. As I was working towards the park a coral blue car passed by, it pulled into the lot across the street and came speeding back. The driver was a familiar face, Joliet, one of the she-males that enjoyed my restrained body some time ago. 'I thought Tiff that said you. ‘And I’d love to take it off of you tonight.’ She cuddled him for a moment and went into the bathroom to change. Like the other time she stepped out again to show him. He looked at her and somehow his eyes got wet. He took her in his arms, and held her as if she were about to run away. She smiled at him again. ‘Come,’ she said. ‘I’ll put my dress back on.’ Early that afternoon Dave bought a second ticket to fly them to Southampton. He finished his final appointment and then they took the tube.