I ran across the crosswalk, taking all my chances and soon I smelt the cheap formaldehyde in the nail salon when I first enter the shops. The tea shop...is not far at all and I have a very good feeling that my dad's waiting for me.So he is. "Heya Jude! Thort you'd be in here already." He hugs me and I am nervous because I am sure he knows what sex smells like. "Good to see you, sweet. You ready to go? We have to pick up our Tony from his mate Ross's 'ouse"Like David, Dad had a working-class. * * * * *TuesdayThe changes were much more pronounced today when I woke up. My hair had completely straightened (laying entirely flat), turned a much more lustrous black, and was now so very long that when I stood upright, the ends brushed against my back.My thighs were nearly entirely the normal, and my potbelly was pretty much half of what it had been. And it felt as if the same weight had not disappeared, but had just been redistributed, because the small little deposits of fat that had been. She was a good kid.I had been initially a bit wary of having a teenage girl hanging out with us. You know how it is. A guy in his twenties naked with a thirteen year old girl in a hot tub. There were a lot of people who would make something out of that. The thing of it is, The Cat was a lot older mentally than physically. She was able to hang out with our friends and hold her own in conversations. One friend of mine was talking to her once and then started to ask me things about her. I blew him. Sitting down I let out a sigh, checking the wall clock I could see I was 5 minutes early to my interview time. Opening my bag I pull out my paperwork, checking just in case I forgot something.Well, I didn't forget any paperwork, but as I shifted in my seat I realised I did forget two things.Some panties, and some stockings.Closing my eyes and hating myself I took a deep breath and tried to keep calm. Sure my skirt didn't reach my knees and if it rode up I risked flashing someone, but as long as.