I told him yes it was,then asked if he wanted to still be friends.He asked well you going to dress like that always now?I said well do you like the ne... real me,he said well I love the new you.Mike told me how he got hard thinking about me that way.Well what your mom say i asked. He said it was up to us what we wanted to do.I asked did your mom say anything to you about her and my mom being lesbain lovers? Yea she did he said, ok then we are cool with them. He then asked me will you make out. He probably wouldn't make it to the end of next semester.He'd been in a foul mood to everyone since word had leaked around thedepartment. Seems he'd wanted to keep it a secret.Stan had a solution. He'd thought of one. It was of course, theTransformo 2000.Stan finished his third piece of pizza and Bea finished just one. Shenever had much of an appetite. They threw the rest of the pizza in thefridge and headed out. Since Bea didn't have a license Stan drove.They'd made it to the first stop light. Paul said who’s a naughty girl then as we walked away still with my dress lifted slightly, I laughed and said you’re the naughty one flashing my bum he gave me a gently tap on it then the cheeky sod undid the bow on the side of my thong and it fell open and slipped down my leg a bit I tried to grab it but he undid the other side and it fell away he grabbed it and slipped it into his pocket laughing, I said don’t give it me back but wouldn’t saying its ok I won’t pull your dress up, it actually. "So what do you want me to do!?" Mrs. Taylor nearly screamed."Please, ma'am, you have to understand. She's in a coma and there's achance she might not wake up. You have to accept that as apossibility," he calmly explained.A coma? Were they talking about me? Damn, how long had I been out?Days? Weeks?"Look, I know, I just don't want to lose her..." Mrs. Taylor said,trailing off a bit. She sounded like she was starting to cry. I didn'twant her to go on thinking I was going to die, so I finally.