The blush reached my tiny breasts and seemed to intensify there."You have been gone from home for simply too long, cousin dear," she said. "We worry a...out you."Footsteps came up behind me and a hand closed on my shoulder. I looked back. It was Adrian, hair a mess, shirt undone to show his hard sculpted chest."And who is this?" said Almáriel, eyes sparkling with delight. She sashayed forward, wide womanly hips swaying, the deep valley of her cleavage very much on display."I'm Adrian," said. The clicksof the heels against the kitchen floor were strangely relaxing andbought yet another smile to James' face.With that Jessica decided she needed a drink. Pouring herself a glass oforange juice Jessica sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar. And shestarted to read the copy of 'Femme' magazine which was lying on the top.A particular article caught her interest. It was about boys like her whowished to be girls Jessica got so engrossed in reading she didn't hearthe front door open. So it. I think it might have been better for him if he had broken down and let it loose. Perhaps that was still to come. Debbie had dried her tears, but I could see the look of doubt on her face as we stepped into our home. What the hell were we going to do now?I hadn't eaten since my snack this morning and I could feel my stomach tell me it was long overdue. I went to the kitchen and looked into the refrigerator to see what was on hand. I looked, but I didn't see. I had no idea what I was looking. I saw a lot of her over the next few months as the big event started to come together. To everyone else, she was friendly and charming. Me, though, she still treated like something she had to scrape off her Doc Martens. Once I overheard something about ‘rich smartasses’ that might or might not have been about me. The fact that the description fit on both counts didn’t explain the whole thing to my satisfaction. She wasn’t just a weird chick with a pissy attitude, she was a genuinely kind and.