She still clad in her old school attire consisting of a short navy blue skirt that would definitely go against the school rules given its altered leng...h, which highlighted her fair and slender legs and gave one occasional glimpse of her black panties which covered her firm butt from the sudden updraft . While the buttons on her shirt was straining against her ample bosom that was held by a bra of similar color (black) visible from within her shirt, with a dark green tie resting on her chest. . moist?"You have become a woman."I could feel my brow contort. The thought of my new reality wasn'texactly horrifying. No. I had thought - nay, fantasized about this sinceI was fifteen. In fact, it brought a crooked smile to my face."I guess you're okay with this then?" he inquired, almost as if he wasquestioning the question at the same time.Estuardo. Esty, for short. That's his name. We were classmates andfriends in the sixth grade."Yes," I replied.But I was super curious as to how this came. As I looked around the living room, I saw Emma still speaking with Jim, while Brooke, Penny and Vivian were seated together on the couch. All of there eyes were on me. Leslie was saying goodnight to another couple at the front door, leaving Jim and Heidi as the only remaining guests. I was too aware of all the looks I was receiving to get lost in the conversation with Heidi again. I was quite relieved when Jim announced that it was time for him and Heidi to call it an evening. They said their. We went right to the kitchen. She handed me anapron, a pretty one, I might add. Jack took the laundry basket to thelaundry room while Carol and I worked on dinner. You'd think if Jack wasgoing to invite me out to dinner, he'd have taken me to a nice restaurant.I still wasn't sure if this was a good idea, eating dinner with Jack andMiss Johnson.Dinner was nice. I mean, I felt good about helping, and wearing that apronin front of Miss Johnson maybe made her feel that I was more a girl thanshe.