It was summer and I had lots of free time and so I asked if you might come back the next day."I'll try. It's been very nice talking to you. Bye now." ...nd you were gone as quietly and quickly as you had appeared.As I walked home I thought about what had happened. After all my dreaming, I had met her at last. My dream kingdom now had a queen. A real person who seemed to like me and wanted to spend time with me.The next day we met again. We talked and laughed and I was enchanted by your smile. You. After all, who would go walking through thecountryside, when they could dress up as Marilyn Monroe and wanderaround a conference surrounded by lots of other beautiful Marilyns. Iguess many of the girls felt that way, tooThat night, we got the last train to Dorton, having stayed to see a latenight showing of "Seven Year Itch". I was surprised to find I had neverseen the film before, even though that scene with the skirt blowing upimmortalises Marilyn like no other. Although it's not regarded as. I wanted to try them all! I finally settled on a knittedpink top, and slipped it over my head. It clung deliciously over mybreasts, and I took a moment to admire the way they looked in themirror before moving to the closet. I had seen into my mother's closetbefore, and I knew what I wanted next was there. I quickly located thewhite skirt with the pink belt. I had seen my mother in this outfitbefore, and I had always liked it. I wanted to see how I looked in it.At the bottom of the closet were. I wanted to kiss her on her cheek. I wanted to do a lot more then that but she jumped the gun. Amelia, excited about what had happened, lunged at me, and her lips gratuitously kissed mine. It stunned me but her lips felt awesome once they kissed. “Wow, what was that for?” I asked. “Umm for feeling me like that,” she said smiling. “I loved how it felt too.” “Can I ask you a weird question?” I asked. She nodded her head. “Does any of this uhhh turn you on?” “Uhhh yes, kind of,” she said. “Wow,.