I would probably never have an opportunity like this come my way again and I wanted to make sure that I seared as much of it as I could into my long-t...rm memory. I knew I would relive this time and time again in my fantasies and I wanted to be able to recall as much as I could. And it worked, too. More than twenty years later, I can still vividly recall her face that day. Those dark, expressive eyes, her cute, little nose, or the way her full lips were quivering… Fuck, she was beautiful. . (DECODED:)Dear Mikey,Thanks SO much for doing this. It means SO much to me.The second letter I wrote to my parents should explain mostly everything. Leave on the kitchen table for when they come in. Dress in my prettiest clothes, if you can, to be as convincing as possible and to please them as much as possible. Just tell them that it's you, Mikey, in my body. That Laurie gave you her body so that everyone could have as normal a life as possible, once more. Laurie wanted this from the bottom of. " It's so strange seeing you walk around the brothel all day only wearingsuspenders, stockings, knickers and heels and then to come home and seeyou looking like a perfect servant with your hair in a ponytail," mommyadded. "You look like quite a slut in the day and in the evening you lookvirginal."I did as suggested and went into the tiny bathroom adjacent to my bedroomand put new lipstick on and smoothed my opaque tights which had becomebunched up after kneeling by the bed. Even a pair of small. ‘Um . . . ‘ I did not know what to say. ‘I don’t really know. I don’t see him much any more.’ ‘Oh.’ I was glad he left it at that, because I did not want to talk about my father. My father was not home when I got home that night and I was grateful. I decided to watch some television before going to bed. I didn’t hear my father pull into the driveway and did not even notice him until he came through the front door. When he saw me, he rushed forward in a mad rage and grabbed me. He pulled me off.