I am wearing a suit and tie, and we look like father and daughter ready to go to a dance. I am already drinking a dirty martini, and I ask what you'd ...ike to drink. You just turned 21, and proudly place your ID down. You tell me to decide and order for you. I call the bartender over and order a chocolate martini. As we await your drink, we begin to look into each others eyes. Placing my hand over yours, at this delicate point, might spook you, so I place my hand next to yours, my palm and. "George," I said to the mirror in my satin voice, "You're lovely."Turning, I admired the taut shape of my bum through the shorts thenpicked up the skirt and held it to my waist. It was almost knee lengthand flared. "I'm gorgeous."Which was a word I'd ever have used or heard used about me. Of course Icould wear the skirt. I was a girl and girls wore skirts. Easy.The underwear Mum had unpacked yesterday was as changed as I was. Therewere four pairs of plain cotton panties, in pastel shades, two. . I love you so much, Davey! I feel like I can burst sometimes, and I want you inside me sooooo badly, Baby. It drives me crazy when I suck you, and you eat me. After that, I always want you to just take me and love me. Will you make it special when you love me, big brother?” she asked demurely as her face flushed cutely.Asking me what was so obviously an important question to her because she wanted to make our first time special warmed my heart by how she did it. Her eyelids fluttered, her big. ?" I started to ask, until remembering that it was some kindof magic box. I'd seen it suddenly appear out of nowhere twice before.Cliff picked up his cell phone and made a call. "Theressa, you'd betterget over here. Now."Mom rushed over from her room next door, and nearly burst through thedoor just seconds later. She was about to say something, then paused tostare at the box."Did you...?" she started."No," Cliff answered. "Neither of us touched it."Mom's eyes widened. "No..." She snapped.