’ ‘If you’d like to follow me sir.’ The Bellhop’s shiny brass name tag told me that his name was Jeffrey. He led me to the elevator and we r...se to the second floor and I followed him down the hall to my room. He placed my bag on the bed and showed me where everything was. ‘Jeffrey,’ I handed him a two spot. ‘If I were to require certain things, personal things, who would be the best person for me to speak to?’ ‘I can get you just about anything, if you want a blond, I can get you a blond, the. Her smile was so profound, so unconditional, so accepting, that it droveaway my ego and my impurity and my shame.She was twice my size and wore a flowing white dress that seemed to fillthe room. It danced with her every movement and conspired with her darktresses to create ever-new visions of feminine loveliness. Tiny pink andblue ribbons appeared on her sleeves and dangled from her tiny waist,then disappeared as suddenly, replaced by pearls, or diamonds, or lace.Overwhelmed by her beauty and. I removed the bra--more trouble than putting it on, because of my breasts--set it aside,and the boobs were gone.I tried it again and again. Put it on; the boobs appeared. Take itoff; the boobs disappeared. Then I thought of something: what else wastransformed...?I felt down between my legs. No such luck. The old male parts were stillthere, bra or no bra.Then I had an idea. I plucked up my courage and went out and actuallybought four of these miraculous bras, in a size to fit me. When I. I guess I was screaming and fighting in my sleep cause he said that it looked like I was having one hell of a fight with somebody. I asked where Karen was and what she went to the doctor about? Dad said that Karen was next door talking the couple who moved there last summer and that she wouldn't say why she needed to see the doctor. That was Christmas eve and I sat next to Karen at dinner and her hand found mine under the table letting me know that she had forgiven me for what I had done. That.