I found a note tacked to my door, asking me to call a certain number, ask for Sgt. Stone and that it was urgent. When I got inside, I called the numb...r listed. I found that it was the police department in my hometown. When I told them who I was and who I wanted to speak to, they had me hold for a second and then Sgt. Stone picked up the phone. He told me the bad news. Mom had been driving and had come through a particular intersection on the green when she was hit broadside on the driver's. The Defense League is five Sparks. The rest are all private citizens. Most Spark powers are more useful in civilian life anyway. Then there are the supervillains.” She smiled. “I like that term. Much more to the point than our anti-social and maladapted Spark.” She frowned. “Even a hundred thousand Doyen Paladins would be more than we could handle.”“And he’ll have way more than that if he gives them Earth on a platter,” I said, dragging my shirt over my head. “We’ve been pissing in the entire. Your duties will also include serving guests when theyare here."Maid? I'm the wrong sex for that! What on earth did they have in mind?It didn't sound good at all and I found out just how bad it would beimmediately."I can see that you are a little confused. As of this moment yourfunction as a boy ends and you will, to all intents and purposes, be awholly and completely female in dress, deportment and action. You willlearn all the lessons we give you or you will be punished" I expect you are. She was drier in the morning, hotter too – internally I mean. At night she’d get real wet and wild, fucking Jolene after the sun went down seemed to be as much a contest, or a battle, as a coupling. At night she was demanding, insistent – she knew what she wanted (hell she knew what I wanted too) and she got it…more often then not. But damn, in the morning, pretty much every morning…man, that was the best. Sometimes she’d just throw a leg over me all casual-like, reach down between her legs.