You are the living Sarah, but her actions and movementshave been mapped into her young body. I would guess that the longer youare her... you will disc...ver more and more of her in you. How much of herremains?" She smiled slowly and shrugged. "...it will be for you todiscover."I looked down as she spoke. "How could this possibly happen to me?" Icried. "Oh Christ..."I saw where her sleeping silk had opened up to reveal much more leg thanI wanted... smooth and silky legs that were now mine, thin. I might find myself in dresses, and going to school that way! It wasnot out of the question by the way he phrased it. I had no choice at all,and now that Jenny, her brother and Stan having seen me, there was no waythat I would ever step into the school dressed this way! I also had thefeeling that if I didn't do my very best to act like the girl I seemed tobe, if the other kids didn't find out the truth, then Mom might just makesure they did. Both of them were very angry with me when they gave. “Daddy, when can we go there?” Ali asked as I took her hand when Tamara guided Kelly and I to the press room.I smiled at my little daredevil. “How about you get your pilot’s license first, so you can fly us there?” I said.She nodded seriously. “Okay.”Tamara and Billy had the press organized and waiting for us. While our primary media relations efforts were running out of Park City under Billy’s supervision, she had insisted I do a session from Learmonth, immediately after the landing. I read my. Neither were the birth certificate, socialsecurity card, and other documents and records. The papers were all forsome chick named Caitlyn Paige Thompson, daughter of Mark and HeatherThompson.Behind the documents were several photographs of 'Caitlyn' with herparents and suddenly my memories came rushing back. Since I was a childmy parents seemed to encourage me to participate in any activity thatallowed me to dress up like a girl and I hate to admit it, but I make apretty convincing girl. .