“I'm good, but Jessica is good too,” I replied. “You are a funny one," Ray said. Then Jessica was done eating and I had to burp her. After that ... put her down for a nap in her bedroom. I grabbed the baby monitor and came back to the living room to some nice music. It was Poison's Every rose has it's thorn on the stereo, but I didn't see Ray, I found him in the kitchen putting some candles in a cake. “And what's this?” I asked. “Well, just a small celebration,” Ray replied. “What for?” I asked.. To my surprise, she looked right up at me and watched me watch her for a while. She'd obviously seen me. After a little bit, she just smiled, gave me a little wave, and then lay back down to continue sunbathing.I was floored. Here I was fulfilling my little sexual fantasies by watching a beautiful woman sunbathe and she wasn't bothered by it! I thought she'd be angry or nervous around me. Quite the contrary. After that, she started coming out more often and even started wearing more revealing. As a reward she promised that Icould wear a tiara to the prom if it went with my outfit. Great. It waseven more humiliating to do it in front of her Mom, and being dressedlike this in front of someone who knows me.The drive meant I avoided the embarrassment of getting there, but at themall, it was horrid. While most people just ignored me, enough did pointand say something, or whistle, which was worse. "See, Linda? Everyonethinks you are pretty! Just wait until you get your hair styled!!" I. And I had somehow become his princess to be protected. Well, at least most of the time...I don't know what changed, but perhaps it had to do with the fact that my struggles with becoming biologically a woman coincided with his passage through puberty. Mark was a little more than a year older, but in school we were just a year apart. He played football and basketball and was a bit of a computer nerd along too. But I'm getting ahead of my story.I got my first period two months after my thirteenth.