I have never truly been religious at all, but that day, I actually prayed to God several times to give me a clue for a fitting Valentine’s Day gift ...or Claire. The sermon that day was about love, but specifically about loving God first and foremost and giving Him your heart, for Valentine’s Day and every day. That still did not help me with my issue. Back at school on Monday, I was certainly feeling down. I desperately wanted to give Claire the perfect Valentine’s Day gift, yet I had no. She then helped him put on a cute matching demi bra - itactually was beginning to shape his budding little girl breasts! Shethen gave him one of the old style cheerleading skirts - the kind withthe narrow knife pleats. Chad pulled it up and zipped up the backzipper on it. It was embarrassingly short.Christy then handed him the little matching cheer top and Chad pulledit over his head and over his boobies. His tummy was exposed and wasvery sexy and flat. Christy watched Chad fluff his hair up in. A ribbon, a pink ribbon, pulled the rest of hishair back from his eyes. He brushed one side back with his hand,and noted his ears weren't pierced. He didn't know if that wasnormal or not for this milieu. What he knew of 1956 came from afew books and films, and some desultory study in History classwhen he could be bothered to attend. Who was President, forcrying out loud? That little voice he was coming to hate cameback ***Eisenhower*** He shrugged, and other physical changeswere brought to his. ’ ‘You did some bad things. Yeah, I guess you did, didn’t you? And you think that somehow a sore butt will fix everything?’ ‘I…don’t know. I don’t know why I’m thinking these things.’ ”Thinking these things’…what things?’ Robert stood up and walked over to her. ‘Amy, would you for once, try to help me figure you out? What is it that you want? What is it that you’re after? I mean…are you really serious about this business of wanting to be punished?’ Amy swallowed hard. This was it, the moment.