“And the big slimy frog jumped on the rock—“She pointed to the girls on her left, who chorused, “and then he fell off!“She pointed to the bo...s again. As a group, they yelled out “Plop!” then fell over themselves laughing when Katrin showed them a vision of the frog falling into the pond with a splash.“How do you make it do that?” one little girl asked.“I’m a bard, so when I sing something, I can let you see it.”“But how?”“I ... hmm. I don’t really know. Anyway, it looks like the food is ready,. It's not that Iwant to become a girl; it's that I was one from the moment I was born. But I didn't have the balls to take my girls' clothes out of the closetuntil now. Yes, Ms. Umbridge, I am a transsexist, a girl born in aboy's body. So it's not fair to blame my mother for God's fuck-up."Blair," Maggie said sharply, "don't you ever use the F-word! It'sespecially out of place at a parent-teacher meeting. Apologize to yourteacher for swearing." Yes, mommy. Miss Umbridge, I'm sorry for the bad. He even threatened to call the cops on us and called us snot-nosed brats."The manager winced painfully."Yes, Daddy. We're leaving now, Daddy."By this time we were in the parking lot, heading for the SUV. Joan said, "Yes, Daddy" again and handed the phone to Johnny.Johnny confirmed what Joan had said and then after listening to Michael said, "Yes, Sir. That's right. Understood. Later, Dad." He hung up and gave the phone back to Joan. Then he opened the door for us and turned to the manager. "You. Already my cock was bulging through my boxers. I lowered them to my ankles and took a picture of my hard cock to send it back to her.She quickly answered that it looked as if I was really waiting for her.Her last message was to advise me to keep that cock hard for her.Less than an hour later, her car pulled up in front of our driveway.From the window I watched as Anita made her way to the door. She was wearing a long beige raincoat and I knew that she was naked underneath… I was wandering where.