So odd to be so short now! Her hair, a tangled mess,smelling sweetly even to her. Her eyelashes curled gloriously up to hershort and thin eyebrows. ...Her button nose. Every part was so soft. Andher breasts - had they gotten even larger? They were so sensitive now. She struggled for sleep, praying it would come but it took a good manyhours for her to finally doze into a slumber, her mind slowed butwracked with doubt.An incredible dream. Alice was a man again! Alan! He had full controlof. Half her mind, though, was on her eighth dance. It would be a waltz with Lord Lionel. Her smile, however, pleased several of her dancing partners.Finally, the moment arrived. Her seventh partner delivered her to a sitting Lady Dorwich and kissed her hand. James came for Lenora, but the two of them waited until Lord Lionel had claimed her. Then the waltz began and his strong arms swept her up into the dance.Lionel seemed to be holding her closer than ever. He spoke only French, and he. She heaved her chest at this sudden pressure to her sensitive nipples, which only made him chuckle once again. Actually, the time spent here and now wasn't wasted at all; it was really quite entertaining. He was having the the time of his life! Next, he took his riding crop and proceeded to spank her tits and inner thighs. While alternating between the two locations, he'd give an occasional, softer whack to her labia, which dislodged the hardened drops of candle wax that fell there. Whack! on. I still don't know who I am exactly.Everything is so confused." Is there anything I can do to help?" I spent days thinking about it. I came to a decision. I can'tchange back, but I can go forward. I need help to come to termswith what I've become though. I really need a friend whounderstands me." Christ, Kevin, of course I'll help you. But you'll understandif I mean just friends, won't you? I don't really see BitterSweet in the same light as I saw you." Of course, Charlotte, though I still see.