"It's nice being alone with you, Sweetie," Tanya said quietly. "I never get to acknowledge who you really are in my heart as much as I like to."Tabath... chuckled and came back around the machine. Smiling at the willowy blonde, she embraced her and sighed wistfully. "Mom! Mom-Mom-Mom-Mom-Mom!" Ohhh, Katie..." Tanya whispered, hugging her dead, reborn daughter tightly against her. "I miss you so..."Tabatha laughed low in her throat – or maybe it was a sob, cut short. "If I could have come back any. The siren like vocals begins again. It coos and seduces, warning all who will listen that love is a dangerous drug, no matter how much you take, you can’t get enough. I grinned at Layla; she was interested in lust, not love. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at me. Annie’s voice is layered on multiple tracks; it is pitch perfect and sexy as fuck. I took off my shirt and moved my hands to my belt. Layla stared and licked her lips as her eyes followed my hands. I undid my belt and popped the. "I request all the clothes."The light went out, and the pains returned, but now he was prepared. Heremembered the three pictures and tried to switch from one to the othervery fast. He also kept the number 19 fixed in his mind. After some timethe pains eased, so he pulled off the hood. "Wow." He was looking justlike his dream girl. He could never have a hard-on anymore, but he couldstill feel that he was excited. He? No - he was a she now. What should hecall himself? Claire? Yes. That would do.. She turned away from her mother and pulled up her skirt, zipping it.“Can you throw me some panties?” Linda looked at her mother.“No, this will do, and hurry we don’t have much time.” Linda’s mother fumbled around inside of Linda’s nightstand drawer.“Here, I want you to have a pony tail,” Linda’s mother threw her a ponytail holder as Linda finished with the last button on her shirt.“What’s the big surprise?” Linda asked as her hands reached behind her head and worked on her hair.“I don’t know,.