The next week, my son came home, and told me about the nice man whoasked him a lot of questions that day. I asked him about the questions,and he said ...here where a lot of them. He also said he didn't know whatwas next. I said I didn't either, but a plan would come from thosequestions.That Friday, I went for my own appointment. The doctor started with, "Imet your son this week, and he seems to have a lot of potential, and atthe same time is very troubled. He needs to be put into an. Thank you sweetheart. Maybe I'll like looking hot after all." "Get comfortable with yourself Carrie. You have a LOT to learn. Voice and mannerisms and deportment are going to be a nightly study program for you my silk encased princess."And so it was that for the next two months I was drilled and schooled in the feminine arts and all the while I was getting my hormone shots every week. Lori was patient with me and I became very proficient with my makeup. I also expanded to a very full. Nothing much came of this adventure, except that the six boys spent some time in the hospital and were very subdued when they got back to school. Being on crutches did that to people. Nothing was said officially at the school, but bullying dropped off to next to nothing for the next few months.Summer finally came around, as it had a habit of doing, and school let out for the worst of the hot weather. This left most of the kids at loose ends, including the membership of the SRK. One of the kids. Towards the end of the day we were at the snack table just talking about general things when she asked if she had been doing well enough for me. All I could say was I wanted to fuck her feet. As there were too many people to really sneak away together without being noticed she suggested I fuck her flip flops. So we put together a little plan for her to provide me the opportunity. There was an upstairs bathroom of the house we were at that was being used, so we planned that she would leave her.