Five minutes. She would give them five minutes to start, and that would give her enough time to hang the washing. If they were quick about it, she’d...have enough time to bake a pie for supper. The apples were hanging heavy on the garden tree; it was time to taste their ripened juices. It would be apple pie with cold ice cream from the creamery. If they took longer, it would be a cake. Chocolate, she thought to herself. Chocolate and cherries, the last of the berries from the neighbour’s. I was somebody else. I was angry all the time, angry with everyone. All my friends were nearly afraid to talk to me. My teachers were afraid of what I’d do to them. I wasn’t me. One night at my house, all my friends were there. Francesca was there. She was always so pretty, but she didn’t like me that way. “Chris,” Francesca said. “We’re worried about you.” I sat down and gazed at her. “How come?” “Chris,” Francesca said. “You’re just not yourself lately. I know you’ve been through a lot and I. Carol selected five different designs of brassieres, panties and garterbelts, each in three different colors. There were ones made of lace,silk, satin and a mixture of fabrics. Carol selected a total of fifteensets of lingerie. I felt a little sad because I realized that I wouldn'tbe in a female body long enough to wear all of the sexy, brightlycolored lingerie. This weekend, I would have to wear the plain briefsand tee shirts that I had worn most of my life.Carol asked, "Do you have any of the. On our first night mum went out on the town for a drink she was wearing a tight black spandex skirt that hugged her hips thick thighs and fat ass and a black spandex strapless top that hugged her big round globes of silicone.I could see she was not wearing a bra and because the spandex was stretched so tight across her tits you could see through the material and to make matters even better it keeps falling down so I could see some nice cleavage.I was so pissed I had to baby sit my b*o I wanted.