I had a better idea. I went into the shopand tried looking for the same bottle with a potion. I searched the wholestore and I could not find it. Then ...e came out and I told him that heruined my life, He touched the ponytail and told me that things would getfar worse than they will get better. It would have helped if I justaccepted I was a girl. I told him I hated him.When we got home, Mum was on the phone and paying for things over theinternet. I just sat and seen the children's shows. Mum told. No hurry. If Mum said it was okay, then obviously, it’s okay. Nothing to do with me. Nothing to do w-with me-e-e–shit!’ To my dismay, I found myself in tears, my chest heaving with sobs. ‘Mum…’ ‘Oh Becca–don’t. Please don’t.’ I could feel him hovering behind me as I emptied the chest of drawers, finally managing to retrieve what remained of my clean underwear. He’d never been able to read me when I cried, trying to hug me when I didn’t want to be touched, leaving the room when all I wanted was. All he said was that he was very tired and wanted to go to sleep. His wife said she wasn’t tired and that she wanted to dance even though her husband said he wanted to leave. Guess what? Her husband left the lounge and his young looking wife stayed to dance with the horny camera man on the prowl for hot pussy, young or otherwise. After two fast dances, I bought a club soda for the attractive woman who said she didn’t touch liquor. After a tight-hugging slow dance, she surprised me by asking. "All right, class," Mrs. Miller said. "We're moving away from the Active-Girl Module today. I know you girls have enjoyed being on top, or in control. Well, this new module explores a variation that is more couple oriented."She began undressing as Mr. Hood, who had already undressed, put the first picture up on the screen at the front of the classroom. "This position," he said, "is a variation of the face-to-face sitting position. We'll be practicing it the rest of the week."The boy slides.