"Trinny."Andy just stared, trying to comprehend what he was hearing, couple itwith what she'd told him earlier when he hadn't been able to believe it....Trinny? Is that really...? Is that really you?"She nodded. "Yes it's me." But you look so old."A tear came to her eye. "I told you," she said. "I told you I had aspell to make us older. You were supposed to wait for me. We were meantto do it together. I brought the potion for you to take as well." Me?" he said. "I don't want to be as old as you.". You are braver and more daring than any girl I have ever known. You are special.The idea that I was special to him made me happy. I needed to know if he wanted to be with me but I did not know how to ask him.Me: Do you have a girlfriend?Infidel: No. Do you have a boyfriend?This made me happy as he would be mine and I would do anything to keep him.Me: No. I have never talked to any male like this before.Infidel: I want you to be my girlfriend. But only if you fulfill my desires.Me: I will do. I imagined the same effect on her abdomen and perhaps a lush forest between her legs.It was Mo, though, a former buyer for a department store, who was on my radar, and I was getting some encouraging feedback when suddenly they remembered phone calls that had to be made and they fled like chickens in a farmyard.We just had time to make arrangements to meet at a bar along the street later. I went home, changed, and went to the beach, figuring that it was better to have a swim and stay active than. Now I must havebeen ten different shades of red, because when I hesitated, mom again told me that is was OK, andthat it was a perfectly natural thing to fantasize about a person, or doing something sexual. I finallymanaged to blurt out that I sometimes thought about girls I knew at school, and sometimes women Ihave seen in a magazine or on TV, and then she floored me with her next question when she askedme if SHE was ever in any of my masturbation fantasies?A soft, almost inaudible, "Yes".