But Bertha had had no appreciable figure to speak of andshe was more often than not mistaken for a small boy. All the othergirls - at least those that...occasionally noticed her - called her "TheStick". And I'm afraid I was no better than the rest, even though I'donly been a girl myself for a few days at the time.We'd been sitting in the girls' locker room. I don't exactly rememberwhat we'd been discussing, but I must have said something to her Ishouldn't have. "You just don't understand, Abby!. ? She reached around to grab Ariel’s chin firmly in her hand, turning her face sharply to the left. ?I think you will find it is true, minnow, it is if I want it to be. And I do want, minnow, I do.? Letting go of Ariel’s face, Callista lifted a cell phone to her ear, pressing numbers as she did so. ?I have her? she said ?Yes, from the same place as last time, the little one. Say hello, minnow.? Callista mockingly held the phone closer to Ariel, who simply stared wide-eyed at her, voice. " Thanks," I said, "But your really must understand, this isn't necessary..."Without even waiting for me to finish my protests, she took the phone anddialed some numbers."Do not worry, monsieur," she said, covering the microphone with her otherhand, "I will arrange everything for you. In the mean time, maybe try onanother dress?"She smiled at me then began talking to the phone in French.There was another dress I liked - red, square neckline, sleeveless. It'sskirt was tight with four box pleats,. Over breakfast I note Daddy is looking at me, he sees me looking and asks, 'Did you sleep well Mariel', I smile, 'You know I did Daddy', and I cast a glance at the kitchen, to assure myself Mummy is out of earshot, 'I always sleep well after doing it', Daddy loves to hear me refer to my masturbation sessions, openly and honestly, 'Was it good Mariel, did you cum hard', I could hear the change in his voice as he asked such an intimate question, 'Yes Daddy, I came very hard', my last omission.