I think Varsity has a better chance of going to nationals more than JV does.” She smiled at me, “But it would be nice if you guys do go to nationa...s. Right?” I smiled back at her, “Yeah that would be nice. But that is too far away. Let’s worry about next weeks game before we worry about going to nationals.” She nodded at me, “Fine.” As if my answer was good enough she seemed to get I didn’t know if we were going to nationals. So she dropped the subject. Finally we arrived at her house. I turned. What I saw drained the blood from my face from the sheer humiliation of it. Sitting on the floor in a quasi circle where the three girls. Instantly I recognized Annie as one of them and the other two I had seen around the school. But the main focus of my eyes, was what was standing... or should I say jumping in the middle.Like the absolute joke of a middle school Principal she was turning out to be, Mrs. Polk was in nothing more than her bra and panties as she clumsily did jumping jacks for the. Her clothes were scattered on the floor,transformed from the male items they had been before her memories changed.She wriggled into a pair of electric green silk panties and a matchingbustier.As she sat on a nearby couch to carefully put on her cling-top sheerstockings, Sciavoni reached for a phone. She had no more presence in hismind than the couch she was sitting on, and he knew that she wouldn't _dare_listen to his conversation.Emilina would no more remember Tommy than Tammy remembered her,. She watches eyes widening as she realises. Then she smiles wickedly and turning toward me again, bends to scratch at her knee through her dress, showing me her rounded breasts dangling like fruit ripe for the plucking. Cant see the nipples, too dark, but I imagine them full and erect ready for stroking, sucking and gentle tugging. She turns back to the conversation and I continue to move about the room. Chatting and talking taking in the atmosphere. It is a fine evening stars are out in force.