“You’re a free woman now. You can come and go as you please. We would like it if you stayed, but you’re free to leave if that is your wish.”Sh... sat there with her mouth open.Kathy broke in then. “He’s a Hero and what he says is how he feels. We want you to stay, but you’re close to home now, so if you want to go back there we will understand.”“If I do they will just sell me again.” She was back to looking at the ground.“Then I take it you would rather stay with us?”“Yes.” She continued looking. There really were only so many girls she could be. One side-effect of the sudden influx of girls into my house over that first weekend was that the newcomers pushed out the sisters who had already been leaning toward leaving the harem. That's not to say that all of them got boyfriends and made themselves off-limits, but what had defined the harem girls as "harem" had been their near-constant presence in the house.For the past two months, my living room had been the hangout spot for what. Then finally I watched as my hair on my head began to grow out and it changed from brown to blonde and finally my facial features changed as my facial hair retracted and my face took on a feminine form and with that the chamges stopped. I went into my brothers room opened up the box and looked at the liquid and I saw on the bottle but it had no label but whatever it was it turned me into a woman. So now I have a dilemma. What am I going to wear? I managed to fit into an old pair of sweats and a. Mother found, though, that I could be a discipline problem anyway, I was sloppy when I polished the silver, and sometimes I fouled up my violin lesson, and she would spank me more, or undress me and whip my buttocks with her razor strop which she kept, and I still do, in the bedroom.?Nelson had then looked quite lovingly at the hairbrush in my hand and he trailed a finger over it. ?Sometimes Mother would be upset because my brothers or I were talking to girls in the street, and she’d tell us.