I saw my self on the mirror but I didn't recognizethe girl that looked back at me. Slowly I lifted thehem of my camisole to see that my pink panties d...dn'tcontain my small penis.I took them off to see that I had now a mound of skin,divided by a slit, making me the perfect girl.The door swung open and my Dad came into the room witha black and white maid uniform, and his hair done intoa high bun on his head. He wouldn't let mecall him Dad, he just told me to call him Maria andnothing else, and. "And you just watched, huh Don?" You know me better than that my dear," I said with a smirk."After watching Stella go all misty eyed at Don, I don't think she was complaining and I definitely don't have any complaints. I'm really sore down there right now, but I'll get through it." Ellen smiled and kissed me passionately.We had a nice dinner together. Stephanie and Ashley showed up arm-in-arm around 9pm. They both had huge smiles on their faces."Everyone, just so you know, Ashley and I will be. He'd caused it. I'd throw it back at him.I gathered the painful sensations in and around the wound and projected them toward Gomez with all the mental strength I had.What happened when my pain struck him astonished me. His body flew backwards as if he'd been hit head on by an eighteen-wheeler. His scream of pain pleased me.Like hell! I will not die!Forget Gomez now, I told myself. Fix yourself; repair the wound. I slumped to the floor and closed my eyes. Visualizing the wound, I looked for. “YOU LYING PIECE OF SHIT! THE SUN WAS IN THE OTHER DIRECTION! YOU LET YOUR WHOLE TEAM DOWN AND NOW YOUR GOING TO LIE TO ME AND THEM? INSTEAD OF SAYING YOU’RE SORRY ASS WAS DAYDREAMING. YOUR A FUCKING WORTHLESS ASS CLOWN! Spencer?” “Yes, Coach?” Spencer replied. “Do you want Billy on the team next year?” “No, Coach.” “Miller, do you?” “No sir!” came his reply. “If anyone wants Billy on the team next season, raise your hand.” No hand went up. “In fact,” Coach continued, “Billy Patterson, maybe.