****About a month and a half has passed now. Everything is normal. My mom never told Dennis about what I saw and we never spoke about it again. That n...ght I once again heard them fucking. I found it so hot how often my mom wanted to be fucked. I decided to be brave. I hadn’t opened the door and peeked in since that one time when I made nose and almost got caught. Tonight was the night I would try again. I slowly opened the door like last time, being very careful, and I looked through the small. The new Year Seven kids looked scared, nervous and, this year in particular, really, really small. Although I guess I was just bigger than I used to be. During the first two periods, we were given a bunch of forms to fill in and we had to work out our timetables.As it turned out, my first classes of the week should have been periods one and two, but, obviously, they weren’t because we were too busy filling in the forms and shit. I had frees during periods three and four—sorry, I mean, I had. If I decide to have a makeover and go out some night, it is because I want to do it, not because I have a need to do it. I have also seen over the past nine years that my yin and yang have come together and made me the whole person I should have been all along. I don't need to dress as a girl to be nurturing or to cry or clean the house, etc., etc... Prior to that, it was like I was male when dressed male and female when dressed female. Now it is all integrated, sort of like a 'Jane Thompson'. "Heoffered $ 20 to be blown by you. I said nothing under $ 50. I wascorrect, right? You wouldn't do it for less." She was laughing."Vicky, that's not a joke. It's bad enough I am sitting here dressed likea hooker like you guys, but I am not going to give anyone a blowjob. Gotit?" I was getting a little angry as not to understand the conversationand their laughter."Loosen up, babe. So if you were offered a $1000 Dollar fee, would youblow a guy? May be ten minutes of work that means $ 100 per.