"Uncle Fester is!" Pugsley smiled, as a strap was brought around his left wrist. "But he doesn't make the papers. Father sees to that," Wednesday said... buckling the last of the arms into the chair. "Yelling, intimidation, threats to sue, threats to make sure the companies he owns does not advertise with them, bribery." Pugsley smiled with admiration for his father, as his sister moved behind him. "Then Mother tells Father to simply buy the paper, and fire anybody who prints anything we do not. Now, do you think you could help me out of this?" She turned her back to allow me to reach the strings holding the tiny bits of fabric that made up her suit together."I would be only too happy to assist you, Milady." I took her by the shoulders and turned her back around. She looked a little surprised but I just leaned in and kissed her lightly, barely brushing her lips with mine. I then kissed my way across her cheek to her left ear and nibbled the lobe lightly. From there I kissed my way down. Yeah... I mean... what can I do? If this keeps up, I soon won't be able to go back to being a boy. I was thinking about all the changes last night after Mommy left my bedroom. I feel more relaxed and seem to think better while fondling my breasts. I was peering out through my lace curtains at the full moon pondering about all that has happened. Suddenly I realized I couldn't remember what it felt like to wear pants! No matter how hard I tried, all I could remember feeling about my legs. “It’s fun. And I already lost two pounds without changing how I eat! Are you going to help Jacquelyn?”“I’m going to try. I guess you saw me talking to her after class?”“Yes. What’s her story, if you can tell me?”“Let’s just say that she needs friends and leave it at that. She moved from Pittsburgh and has had a hard time getting adjusted.”“At least that’s a big city! I moved from Casper, Wyoming, population six!”I laughed, “I know it’s not that small!”“No, it’s not. It’s about 50,000 people..