So I am a boy whoshould be a girl.So it's why you now find me standing in my older sister's room staringat her wardrobe. Wondering if I should be in h...re, wondering should Ijust turn around walk out of her room. And chalk it up it as a bad idea.No I'm going to do it; I'm going to open the wardrobe doors. I'm goingto do this; I'm going to dress as a girl. I may get caught, but I knowmy curiosity will have been satisfied.But what do I pick to wear? The open doors present such a treasure troveof. As for your other query, if you're referring to your body mass, the answer is, yes. That would be easily accomplished. Would one hundred kilos of mass be sufficient to your needs?" Is that around two hundred and twenty pounds?" Very close to that. Is there anything else you require?" How are you going to do it? If it happens too quickly, people will think I'm on steroids."Caleb had taken the trouble to filter through all of Danny's past memories. He had learned, in a few brief seconds,. That should keep them from getting into the dog food down there." But what about up here?" It's a lot more likely that he found a way into the bag down in the garage than into your trash can up here. I don't see the motivation for him to figure out a way to get up here. I'm sure he just got on the work bench and jumped into the bag." Are you positive?" Of course not. How could I be positive about something like that?" I thought so." You're right. He could have climbed up the stairs and waited. Something odd clicked inside Emily’s mind. It felt as if she were about to have an epiphany. She turned tensely to Tom and hissed, “What did you just say?”“Don’t you remember? The circular depression that starts the stairwell, that’s one extra 18 cm step, right?”Emily blinked. Tom was right! To reach the stairwell from ground level, you had to take that extra step down. “My God,” she whispered as her mind worked some numbers in her head. “Jada! We have to keep on going down. We’re almost.