The three of us cleaned up, using every Kleenex(r) we'd provided. We also got a certain pleasure out of washing our crotches clean. I even had liqui... drenching myself from my navel to my shins! I'd also discovered, from our sex play, that Kathy and Yvette both tasted at least as good as I did. This was an experience I wanted to repeat. The stripper wasn't really necessary (or affordable; I couldn't pay for him every week), but Kathy and Yvette would have to come over regularly to, well,. "Good girl, Debby. You want to be a good girl, don't you?"Debby swallowed. "Yes... " She breathed. "I-I want to b-be a g-good girl..." Kathy... I don't understand..." I know you don't, Irene, that's the problem. That's always been the problem."Irene Barlowe swallowed. She stood with her back against the lockers, still dressed in her cheerleading outfit from tryouts that afternoon after classes, her black hair tied into a makeshift ponytail. Kathy had cornered her near the girls' locker room.. I woke up just after 11 pm and felt like a new born baby. All headaches were gone. I decided that the night was young and it was not too late for the party, got dressed in my Snow White outfit, tugged my blond hair into the black wig, and exchanged my spectacles with contact lenses and with the aid of makeup changed my appearance to look like the Walt Disney character, hardly recognisable even if I have to say so myself. I called a taxi and off I went to the ‘ball’. Bob did not know what outfit. I've got this idea fora story where this kid wishes everyone would go away, and then wakes upto find himself alone in the world. Maybe I'll actually be able to writeit down, that would be cool.***My brother has to go back to Canada, since he's now graduated. I'm goingto miss him terribly.****We're moving back to Canada. Denver has been okay, but I miss home. Notthat I fit in there, either, but I don't know, its just better.Meanwhile, the gender stuff is getting so bad I honestly don't know.