, " and then I paused, waiting for her recognition of my pun, "but".With a teasing frown she asked, "What do you mean, but'? Or is that butt'?" accent...ng the tt' of butt."In your case, Sis, it's butt' or, if you will, ass, '" as I gave her my best Grouch Marx leer.She continued to fish. "I can see why guys might like a girl's breasts, or her legs, because... well you know... but," and she laughed at herself, "but what's the big deal with a girl's behind?"Looking up to the heavens for guidance,. It almost seemed like she was searching for me, even in her sleep. It still stunned me to think that, in the wilds of The World After, I had found someone of such beauty, who seemed inexplicably drawn to me. I only hoped, as I sat there looking at her beautiful features, that one day she would understand why I had to wait.I was gone by the time Nadia awoke. I felt I had to leave, for both of our sakes. I knew what she desired us to become. And, much to my own shame, I was unsure if I would be. She was too young to hang out at a local bar and you couldn'tjust walk up to a nicely dressed man in his forties and say I'm fourteenand I'll suck your cock if you let me dress you up like a girl and takepictures of you.That of course would never work, so she pondered and thought her waythrough all the angles. Then it came to her she was going about it allwarm trying to 'Turn' a man. The trick would be to find a man who alreadyhad inclinations in this direction. And the place to find a man like. Tired of having to repeat the same thing over and over she sent the letter seen above to the entire student body under the subject 'From Lana Anderson, President of The OHPF Club'. The majority, if not all of the students, received it. Since the email address was created with the school server it was able to penetrate most anti-spam software. More importantly, everyone that got it, read it, hoping that it was an invitation to join the club.After the email was sent, members of the OHPF were left.