He knewthat by the time the day was over, his name would be Michelle ElizabethBrook.Putting on his school uniform, he knew this would be the last time...ever.Next time he attended school, it would be the same except for girlsshoes, girls socks, and most importantly: a skirt.He couldn't hide the fact that today was going to be the greatest daysince he was born (though greater days were yet to come: the day helooked like a girl between his legs would certainly better today)."Remember, that I'm. ’ Vi glanced quickly up at her. ‘Who would you like to be, Sarah? Do you want to dress up?’ ‘Oh, Vi, that would be fun’, Sarah laughed clapping her hands. ‘You can be Peaseblossom, or Cobweb, or Moth, one of my fairies. You just wait right here.’ And with that the girl darted out of the room. ‘You dress up too, Cliff,’ Sarah urged. ‘Oh, no thanks. I’ll just be the audience for this play. The first act is pretty good…best Shakespeare I ever saw,’ he nodded out at the gathering of brief costumes. I drop my head kissing the top of one mound and letting my moist lips slide over her globe of flesh. Her nipple slips into my mouth and I let my tongue dance across the stiff little nub. Somehow she remains quiet as my hand slide back down over her tummy to the top of her shorts. The button slips open easily and the sound of her zipper sliding down mixes with another soft moan.One hand turns so my palm is against her belly and I slide it down into her shorts, into her panties. My hand. “I-” Hermione gasped as another burst of pleasure hit her, “I think I do too.”Harry grinned, hearing exactly what he’d been waiting for. Crouching down, Harry literally swept Hermione off of her feet. Hermione giggled and covered her mouth a moment later once her mind registered that she’d made a sound. She looked at Harry, embarrassed. It would take a while before she was used to being able to make noise under the invisibility blanket when others were around.Slowly, Harry lowered himself and.