He turned to check himself in the mirror -And Jess was no longer a boy. 4.Jessica Seagrove stood scrutinising her reflection, her sumptuous golden hai... cascading down past her shoulders. With the late morning sunlight streaming in through the bay windows, she was a fragile, delicate nymph, her alabaster skin gleaming like polished marble. Her figure was taking on the lush contours of dawning womanhood: from her slender, tapering legs to her wide, curving hips, she was blossoming like some. He fell as I spun to the other man who looked surprised. I caught his shirt and started slugging him until he fell and I looked at the first man. I looked around before I walked to a stall and came back with cord. I made a noose and slipped it around the head of the first man who was just catching his breath.I threw the other end over the same beam they had hung my mother from and pulled him up until his feet were barely off the ground. He struggled and kicked and jerked as I tied it off and. Now I wasreally embarrassed. She then proceeded to fit me with a gaff for downthere. This one made it look like I had a pussy, I would even have topee sitting down. She then fitted me with breast forms, they wereglued on to my chest, a nice "B" Cup, nothing too large for my frame.They also had protruding nipples on them.She then was going to fit me with a wig, but looked at my hair andsaid "I think we can use the real stuff girls, I will have Susan ourhair stylist work on this."I was then. Getting my ass kicked would just add to the humiliation.”“Well, at least your sense of humor is still intact. But really, a fight wouldn’t solve anything.”“You’re right there. I guess I’ll be calling a lawyer tomorrow.”“That’s the sensible thing to do. I wonder though, are you going to talk with her first?”“I guess I should, but, damn, I don’t know what to say. I’m afraid I’ll start raving like a lunatic.”“You’ll be alright once you have time to settle your nerves and get your mind straight..