”She had me help her get several boxes out of the attic. They were full of strings of outdoor lights. There was more than enough to go around the en...ire roof, all of the windows and all of the doors, and the front porch too. There were hooks already in place, thanks to years of Dad putting them up.I helped Mom carry the ladder from the garage to the front corner of the house where Dad always started. We stood it up and pulled on the rope to extend it right up underneath the eve. Mom took one. And I was proved right in my thinking, as not more than a monthlater, as I glanced up on the wall above Victors' top bunk, there wasmy picture with my ass high and my finger rubbing my hole. The photowas on a page ripped from some glossy porno mag along with some shotsof other shemales, with the caption over the photo's of "Hot PrisonBabes!".Also, the print across my photo gave my name as "Patsy", but I couldonly shrug, I just didn't care and there was nothing on that page thatcould ever be. We set off as fast as we could run toward our families, because we could tell that was the source of the feelings. It took us about 20 minutes to reach the carts, and, by then, the feeling had receded to the point where we could detect it only by straining.We reached our families and immediately morphed into humans. I ran up to Trudy and asked what had happened. She looked at me kind of blankly and then said, "Nothing that I know of. Oh, wait, about half an hour ago Tarsy bumped her head pretty. During a match, each girl was assigned a court to record the game statistics and keep track of the score. I would move from court to court and help each player as best I could. We had a pretty good season going and everyone was enjoying themselves. The guys on the team were quite pleased that the new coach brought four pretty girls to each match, especially since no one, other than the occasional parent, would show up.JeanneIt was our second to last match of the season the weather was.