One of the most intriguing tales was about a wishingwell, that when the moon was in the right place in the sky it would casta glow on a jewel imbedded...in the well and at this time all wishes askedwould be granted. According to legend it was about a minute until themoon pasted out of view of the jewel. During that minute all wisheswould be granted to anyone who was in earshot of the well and once themoon moved away it would not be in the right position again for anotheryear. The thing was, it. She went in the bath room and came out a few minutes later with a white, tasteful but sensual, classic India Summer dress. It flattered every inch of her body and to be honest, I would have been proud to take her home to meet my parents looking like that. But what was special to me was that she took off her make up before the swim and didn’t put any back on. And so she really looked like Jody Jean and it was so becoming, at least to me. I have to admit that we looked pretty good as a couple. " I know who I am," she replied back in an upset tone. "I killedmy sister. I had no right to take Cynthia along on such adangerous climb. I should have taken her up on an easier side ofthe cliff but no - I had to prove to her and myself how good of aclimber I was. My arrogance killed her." Yes Keith, you're right," I agreed quickly. "So what do you wantto do about it? Live your life as a woman to punish yourself?" Cynthia gave me an icy stare but I knew I had found out what wasbothering. I carefully pulled on the panty, using the adhesive she hadgiven me. After once again using the concealer Nancy had also given me,there was no sign that I was anything but a girl. My body shape hadcompletely changed. Where once I had angles, I had curves. Only mybeard was going to cause me some trouble.But, I could get it removed easy enough, and put that out of my mind.Instead I filled the tub and took a long bubblebath. Totally relaxedafter making a very momentous decision, I lay there in the.