If the old man wassomehow responsible, maybe I could get him to reverse it! I had to getback to the mall.Standing up with a new found determination, I...looked down at mydiscarded ladies clothing. There was no way in hell I was going to wearit, that was for sure! I may have a woman's lower body, but I wouldn'tbe putting it on display! I rushed over to my closet and slid the dooropen, digging through the piles of disheveled clothing. Pulling out apair of boxers and some large sweat pants, I sat. I didn't reply.'I caught you there didn't I mister?' She continued.'I don't know what you're talking about.' I replied, unable to meet her eye, but feeling them boring into the side of my face.'Yes you do,' she whispered. 'I saw you looking, or should I say staring, transfixed at her pretty little toes as she rubbed her ankles; her tits swaying in that t-shirt you gave her. You must surely have known that would be too small for her. It's too small for me and I'm smaller than Rachel.' It was. If you want to shake on something, reach down a little lower." He grinned into the darkness.Marie laughed at his smug attitude. "Hey, animal, we have to head into Laramie or Denver. This is the fifteenth day of the month. Also, I am pregnant and guess who the father is." She grabbed his erection under the covers."It better not be Saul, Miriam would take the pruning shears to him for sure. If it's that FBI guy named Purdy I'll shoot him."In a serious voice Marie said, "Jesse, I don't like those. They were high-cut French panties that rose extremely high on her shapely hips. The elongated vertical lines of the panties accentuated those statuesque ivory columns of hers. Her legs looked long and lean as she posed before us in her black high heels. I imagined that this is what Emma would look like in years to come. Claudia’s tall statuesque body was almost identical to Emma’s lean young form. Yes ... I could easily see Emma looking just like this in the future.As I looked at Claudia’s.