Uh... in here! But don't come in!" I called to her from my bedroom. I was trying to get rid of my boner before she could notice. All of a sudden I hea... the door knob turn. I frantically looked for something to cover up myself with. Right then she walked in."Oh my God!! What are you doing?!" She screamed. My face turned bright red and I covered up my erect penis with my hands as best as I could. That didn't really work considering I was about 8". "Holy shit! Get out!" I screamed, but I didn't. Yes, join me in a celebration. Could you do that for me, Tracie?”“Of course, April, that’s no problem. A celebration, huh? Champagne and separate orange juice for Pete with your meal, on the house?”“Champagne, most certainly! The celebration? My divorce from Jacques came through today.”Tracie smiled, “Yours is happily the only 10pm order, so I’ll pass it through to Pete now.”A few minutes later, Pete emerged from the kitchen with two steaming plates.“April?” Pete asked, “Have you ordered this. Today is also the day when every sixth-former has a right, nay responsibility, to cause as much disruption as possible in the name of practical joking. You've been going to St Bart's for seven years now, ever since you left primary school. The first day was terribly exciting. New surroundings, new faces, a spanking new uniform that was three sizes too big but which your mum insisted you would "grow into". However, it very quickly became monotonous. Same faces, same teachers telling you off for. It's weird, when mom triedthe whole costume on me with the wig, makeup and everything and I lookedat myself in the mirror, I was stunned when I saw how much like a girl Ilooked. Part of me was pleased I could do it so well, so convincingly,then I feel sort of ashamed that I'm enjoying it. Is that wrong of me?" Iasked. "Tim, you have to remember you are acting out a role," said Aubrey. "Tomake it work properly you have to look like a girl, not like a boy in agirl's dress, and no I can see how.