‘Mrs. Weston…’ he said, approaching. She did not turn or acknowledge him. He came around the side of the chair, where she could not help but cat...h him in her peripheral vision. Still there was no reaction. She was staring straight ahead, a vacant look on her face. She seemed totally absorbed by the flickering image of a red bouncing ball on the computer screen. Sharon Weston was indeed naked, he now saw. At only 5’2′ and about a hundred ten pounds, she was the most beautiful white lady Louis. I hoped Annie wouldn't freak out and run. My choice would have been to slowly introduce her to the idea of having sex with the two of us. After almost thirty minutes dragged by I cranked the car and drove home.When I pulled into the driveway I parked behind Annie's car. I quietly shut the car door and went inside. Once inside the house I stopped to listen. I couldn't hear voices or noises so I carefully made my way down the hall to the bedroom. Almost to the door I noticed it was open a couple. "Let's move."Michael and Will approached the student government classroom and foundit locked. "I was afraid of this. Cover me," Michael said as he triedto pick the lock.Will looked around as Michael worked on the lock. The door openedallowing Michael inside. Michael searched everywhere for the promticket roster and finally found it after ten minutes. A teacher walkedby Will guarding the classroom."Will, what are you doing here?" the teacher asked.Will stared at the teacher wondering how. I guess I have to go home eventually don’t I? But what will my mom and friends say?” I looked at him and asked. “Don’t worry, cutie, honestly. While you were going through the transformation process we altered the memories of your friends so they will be more accepting, like they knew of it for years. However, we didn’t do the same for your mother. That we thought you would prefer to do yourself, as it was a family matter.” I was impressed by his sensitivity. He knew I would want to tell this.