The smell brought back memories of home – when I was a boy – drinking coffee with my father before daylight so as to have a few minutes with him b...fore he left for work.I smelled bacon frying before I entered the kitchen. Malena turned to place a tall coffee mug of hot, black coffee on the table. “Good morning, Boss. I have biscuits in the stove and bacon fried. Tell me how you like your eggs and how many.”“Make it three eggs and cook them once over fast. You’re going to spoil me like this.. Melody had, taken Bob's name proudly, and Albert had said he wished he had been younger, so he could take it, too. Bob had almost broke down at his revelation. He was as fond of Albert, as he was in love with Melody. He was relishing the idea of passing his knowledge to Albert. It would be the closure of his problems with his past. The girls had even been given their own bedrooms at the house. Each had a bed, shower, toilet, and most important, TO THEM, a closet of their own. Melody and Maria. " Oh, I'm sorry," Kathy stoked her beloved's shoulder. "And you guys have been on your own ever since?" Yeah, but Dad left me a trust fund and Mom's really popular," Christi was fighting off the sleep fairy. "She probably does eight or nine guys a night, so we do all right." You have a trust fund." Kathy teased gently, "you mean I'm marrying an heiress?" Yup, you're not the only rich girl in this bed," Christi stretched. "Still, I don't want to end up like one of those awful snobs who lie. Let's do it. Oh before I forget. We need to start him onbirth control pills. They have enough estrogen to give him small boobsand round out his figure but not enough to let him pass as a real girl," Doris said with a big smile.OooOver the next month and a half Peter, now only referred to as Margaret,was forced deeper into the persona that the women had concocted. Everyday and evening after his bath Margaret was forced to stand naked beforethe new full length mirror in his room. There he.