"But we better catch some fish." I stood up. "You know Dad. When he says to do something, he means it." I sure do know that."She waited, and when I go... the joke she giggled. She jumped to her feet.I lifted the front of her shirt up to her neck."Hey!" she said and pulled it down. "What are you doing?" Looking for the fish."Maria yanked her shirt up to her chin uncovering her breasts. Wiggling her hips, she said, "Nothing here for you."I reached for her. She swatted my hand away and pulled her. If the alteration last night had drawn applause, this time conversation stopped completely. The sleeves had been removed, the skirt shortened to just below her pussy -- but the big change was that the back of the top was gone, leaving only the neck, shoulder, and arm hole seams to maintain it's shape. Essentially it was a risqué adult version of the sleeved bibs we had used on our k**s. She plopped down between Samuel and I. Samuel gave her another drink -- kind of overkill because she was. But she ceased being your son whenyou beat him for dressing as a girl." He's a boy. He was born a boy. He should stay a boy." But he didn't hurt anyone...!" You indulged him far too much...!" He was happy. He was calmer... He..." He was a freak...!"I could hear Maya's parents arguing as they waited to see her. I satwatching her sleep. She had not long come out of surgery, her longawaited surgery."This is a hospital. Please can you keep the noise down? Or take yourargument outside," Maya's nurse. "Good Grief, girl!" he exclaimed. "What in the world are they feeding you. You look like you're about twenty-one!"Buffy dimpled at him and said, "You know I'm only fifteen, you big flirt."He held her away and his hungry eyes swept over her body. "Well you sure can't tell by looking. I think I might make a special exception and give you some private lessons this year. Would you like that?"Buffy knew a little bit about what private lessons entailed. It was hard to get anything out of the kids who.