A couple of weeks later, we were in the showers after a long practice. We were leaving the next day to head over to a weekend tournament in Jacksonvil...e, and Pick had been working us pretty hard all week to prepare for it."Hey, Porter." Jesse's voice came to me through the steam in the shower room."Yeah?" Have you got your summer clinics set up yet?"Oh, shit. I had not done anything about them at all. Would my clinics still be a draw? "No," I admitted. "I'd better see if there's still interest.. Me: no buts mom I am still your baby.Mom:hmm…… OkMom removed her nightie and standing in bra and pavadai( Indian innerwear). Then she removed her bra and panty. She was almost naked except her pavadai. She started to raise her pavadai to the level of her boobs. My dick was rock hard and I stopped her, told I have seen your boob mom stay topless. Mom thought for a moment the she said ok and she tied the pavadai at her waist.She is topless before me. She opened the shower to take bath. I can. Okay, fine," I sigh. "Sorry for bringing it up..." No, I get that it must be hard at times," Rachel says. "You know,being in the wrong body? It's something that, like, I'll never reallyunderstand." It's okay," I shrug. "And some days are better than others, heh. Ugh,I dunno why it's so bad today, maybe I- maybe I'm just stressed aboutthe interview, I dunno." God, I bet!" Phoebe chuckles. "If I had an interview with a place likeHeavenly Talent, I wouldn't be able to even sleep or eat, heh!". There was no room for rebellion here; escape impossible. Even if she managed to kick over the heavy chair, she would not be able to free her self of that ankle chain and shackle. There was no need therefore to secure the doors or windows; they were tantalisingly left open. The reason? Twofold; to ensure as many inspectors had as clear a view of her as possible and to maximise the chill in the air. The winter had been long and dark, snow had fallen heavily the week before and icy was the air, it.