At least up till my older cousin Kim had her kids.There choice is outfits were a lot better than the ones from mom I useto borrow. How I wish I could ...ave been Kim that Christmas in her reddress, black pumps and enjoying her child growing inside of her.When I was ten I learned for the first time that sex change operationswere possible. It was during that weekend of learning about it that Ifirst had dream of going in having it done. Of course when I'm asleepI'm 100% female in almost every dream.. " She pointed at the screen as if she thought I'd have the slightest chance of understanding any of the Greek on the page. Or was it Latin? Either way, there were more formulas than text on the screen, and I regretted asking. Well, she could have her technology, I had some of my own. I loaded Photoshop and started trying to figure out some of its more esoteric features.I was still at it when my phone rang."Tommy? It's Gracie! How are you?" Pretty good. How about you? Still modeling?" Yeah, I. Robinson was one of respect. Things changed between me and Mrs. Robinson when my mom went out of town for her class reunion. I guess she didn't tell Mrs. Robinson because she came by at her usual time. "I'm sorry Mrs. Robinson mom isn't here at the moment." I said. "I know she isn't. She asked me to come and check on you." she replied. "please come in and forgive my rudeness." "you're forgiven Raymond." she said as she came in. "how are you doing Raymond?" "I'm alright Mrs. R." "I haven't. He was tall, six-two at least, with a big pompadour of black hair like Elvis; he was younger than she, by seven or eight years at least; and she could tell the minute she saw him watching her that he was interested.When they first had lunch together she discovered he was cocky and brash; perfect for what she wanted. She confided in him and included him as a co-conspirator in her devious plan; it brought a gleam to his eye.Now the how; it was going to take time, she'd have to be careful; she.