I felt something tickling my left breast. A pesky fly. If I ignored it, it would go away. It didn't. Instead it began to walk, ever so slowly, over th... skin of my breast until it reached the nipple. That's when I popped open my eyes and looked down. Not a fly. A slender female hand reaching from behind, the nails beautifully manicured, the fingers teasing my nipple. I wanted to see who the hand belonged to. All I could do was tilt my head back and look up, hoping to get a glimpse of the woman. It would be allover school and I would be ruined.The guy, Jere, said "Chris is that you, why are you dressed like that?"I was speechless and mortified, then Sheri spoke up. "Jere, he looksas good as you do when you dress like a girl." He got the samepanicked look that I know I just had and he snapped at Sheri, "why didyou tell him that?" Then she whispered in his ear and they both smiled.Sheri then asked if I wanted to go back to my house and show them whereI would get dressed. I agreed,. She apologized for the short notice, but hoped I could join her. I am not sure if I can afford the cost of the train ticket and I hate to beg money from my parents.They know of course, Lily is such a big part of my life now; I could not hold it back from them. I am not sure how they feel about it, but they do not seem to be angry.I walk into the kitchen to find them drinking tea and eating toast. Before I could say anything my Dad hands me an envelope, it contains a note giving me permission to. I touch a tree with mypalms and close my eyes to concentrate. There is not enough time to enjoymy feelings of connection, I have to use my power to the limit. I feeltrees and grass around me, I concentrate and let the feeling grew. I feelmore and more around me, and I don't stop until almost all of the park isthe one with me. I feel wind in my grass and branches as well as I feel ittouch my hair and move the hem of my long skirt.I feel a few people and dogs are walking in the park. I let people.