Every week to touch up his nails and every other week forhis hair. He would take a class on cooking. He would watch what theother women did and do t...e same. Finally he would learn how to flirtwith men. He decided there was nothing more feminine than flirting withmen. He wouldn't date them, how could he, he might look like a woman butwhere it counted he was still a boy.When the bus dropped her off at home, Timmy was waiting at the stop. Shejust wanted to go to her room and play her video. I was brought up in a strict household in a small town, and as puberty struck, I had very limited access to any members of the opposite sex, either real or fictitious. My mom and my teacher were the first members of the opposite sex I noticed. As I did my chores at home, I quickly started noticing the lingerie my mom wore, although looking back it was nothing special, but the different materials and styles compared to my own underwear began to spur my imagination. I would often sit in school. "No," came the rich baritone voice from Ellie's mouth. "That isn't something that I can improve upon although once you are connected it would be possible to use your OLNs to do some tweaking if there were problems. That would be much easier than in-vitro surgery but we can rely upon the nanites to make those corrections automatically."Tonto continued, "Sandra, if you are willing may I suggest that you shower before entering the med-tube and make no contact with any family member after your. They're nearly as bad as the men I know, so set in their ways and scared of upsetting the neighbours. You have no idea what it's like out there, if anyone thinks you're doing anything even the slightest bit risqué the gossips will rip you to shreds." You don't have to play in your own backyard," I said, shaking my head. "Weren't you the one that told me that you'd enjoyed running up and down that hotel corridor when you went to L.A...Kirsty frowned and I added, "Topless," for her benefit.Kirsty.