I just felt it needed some scene setting to proceed. Then I remembered what she had told me last night. “Why did you feel my tits last night?�... I asked. “Because they looked nice swinging there and I wanted to feel them” she said. “Did you like them?” I asked. “I do like them “she answered, staring at my breasts. “Can I feel yours?” I asked. “Yeah” she giggled, and rolled around to face me. I put both hands out and placed them flat against her breasts, my palms on her nipples. I. Lowering it reverently back in place Islid the drawer closed, symbolically (or not so symbolically) closingthe chapter of my life titled "John".* * *I sat at my desk gazing across the space between myself and thewindow. Through the open blinds the Barnes house,its massive form back-lit from the setting sun, spilled a jagged shadow into the street."We're not done, you and me," it whispered."Yes we are. " I said. "The plant's closing. We'll be moving away. Iwon't be around for you to fuck. "We heard that they made you into a girl, just how far did they go?." "Diane." "Okay Diane, just how far did they go?" Shelly was a royal pain in the ass and always had been, so I just told her she would see later, and turned away. All day I was stared at, some kids giggled, a few of the guys shuddered when they saw me, knowing it could easily have been them wearing a skirt. But over all, it wasn't too bad, and I even had a few girls sit with me at lunch. Since the house rules said no dating. He let out a small sigh through his nose. Control was key. He had to remain in command of his emotional responses. He could not let that fail him now, not so close to his goal."Please, let's move past that," said Charles.Victor turned towards the window, cell phone held to his ear. "Was there any other reaction from Jason?" We did not stick around long enough for that. I thought it best not to linger. We did not have time to prepare the neighborhood to ignore what we were doing." No matter. I.