It was also her face and her grown-up sense of self-assurance that attracted me. Her eyes were to die for and her pretty pink lips were just oh so kis...able. Altogether Cheryl was quite a package.After a week of watching her come by my bench in the park I approached her for the first time the following Monday. It was summer and Cheryl was out of school. On Thursday and Friday I had made eye contact with her and we'd both smiled at each other in recognition. I finally gathered the courage to ask. He lingered there a bit encircling the nipple slowly.Soon there was a kneading and massaging. A warmth spread down to hisgroin. He would never have an erection again he realized. Instead, his pantyhosebecame damp with juices. Fear and arousal mixed together. Was he reallya girl? He began to ache in his...vagina.The tension was too much. He had been flirting with strange feelings allweek. He felt desires rushing his body maybe it was hormones or naturalchemicals. Whatever it was it had built up. "They're definitely the nutty ones..." she agreed."Let's change that wet diaper and get you into a uniform before weleave?" She suggested to me.I just nodded and went along with it. Just as we were leaving I thoughtabout something. "Mommy?" Yes Stacy?" Can we go by the bookstore really quick? They said we could get adifferent ID in a wristband form to avoid having our ID being stolen?"She looked nervously at me and her watch before nodding. "Yes let's goget one for you..."It was a quick paced. In fact, I suspect any attempts to change her mind will only harden her resolve. I told Mom and Dad that I was going to love and support Liz, no matter what, even if I didn’t approve of her choices.”“This man has some kind of criminal record?”“He does. He works the night shift at the motel which Yuri Valentinovich owns.”My grandfather’s eyebrow raised, “If you call him by that name, then I suspect you had something to do with this Paul getting the job?”I nodded, “I did.”“And this man’s.