She was just a kid when I saw her last. “Is Miranda working?” I asked.“Yes. She is waitressing a lunch shift,” Mandy answered. “She is savin... money for college in the fall. She is working at the same restaurant as I do. I work the lunch shift tomorrow.”I went back to concentrating on Mandy’s gorgeous body lying in the chair next to me. I rolled on my side and reached over and put my hand between her legs. I began to rub her pussy lips. Soon I felt the warmth and moisture building up. I dampened. She started to giggle but cut herself off with a sour look. She flicked a piece of intrusive hair out of her face with her hand. “You have to be a little off to work at Joyhouse Saints, you know. The kids… well, you can see for yourself. Just look at them play. If you can call it that,” she said, her voice dropping low. She pointed one of her bony fingers towards the barren field that served as a playground behind the cafeteria and gym. At first, Mary didn’t know what Mrs. Salt was talking. Jen was good looking rather than pretty andwas certainly not a whimpering girly girl. Jen was fun to be around,kind, thoughtful and a joy to work with. He reckoned that Tom would haveto be something special to beat Jen. Could he imagine me as Tom? Wellfrankly, no.Megan, Jackie and Tim all said that they missed Tom, but on balance,they liked Jen more. They said that since I had become Jen, I had lostnone of the things that they liked about Tom and had gained a lot insensitivity and empathy with. They are aware of that, and are very eager to provide me release once I am with them, in the flesh. They beg me to gift them the seed that I have kept, because of, and exclusively for them.” Alicia closed her eyes and imagined a silhouette at the foot of her bed. She slowly parted her legs and clawed at the fire that was consuming her. She dug her nails mercilessly into the heart of the fire, and exploded. When she stopped shaking, she asked, “When was the last time you watched me?” .