"Well Mrs. Harris." She paused. "It's a lot betterthan being a boy. And strange as it may same I feel more comfortable as agirl," she looked at me. "A...d I don't have a boyfriend yet." She paused."To be honest I don't want one."My Mum then asked, "And what do we call you? We can't exactly call youPeter now can we?" My name is Maya, Mrs Harris," she replied.We sat down and mum made us a cup of tea. "So Maya," Mum was full ofquestions, "how long have you been dressing up as a girl? Who. Initial probability indices were a strong recovery and maturation in all three species.The nano-virus had culled many of the unfavorable traits from the primary species. While aggression could not be removed with the species surviving, it had been focused on those individuals with a strongest affinity to stable growth and protection. As always, such a delicate balancing of physical and psychological triggers with a nano-virus would give both significant misses in culling, and many. My father grabbed the gun, placinghis finger between the hammer and the bullet, then took it away from mewith almost no effort while I curled into a ball sobbing. I heard thedoor shut as mom reached over to stroke my hair, then she made me look ather. Those soft blue eyes of hers locked on mine, reaching deep into thewell of love I had for her. I sat up and grabbed her, hugging her tightlyas I once again broke into uncontrollable sobs. She held me withoutsaying anything, waiting until I had. .' whined Alice. 'I didn't do anything. I'm not a slut at all.' 'As if any of us believe that,' Mike said. 'Prancing around with your big tits and your big round ass stuck so far out, wearing next to nothing. We all know you're a pretty little whore. It won't surprise mom and dad to know you take it in your ass.' 'But I don'tttt!' 'Then what's this then?' Mike said, starting to pound her butt in earnest. She felt his hot breath in her ear, felt the sweat dripping off her breasts and flushed.