”Gerald was eleven when the change started. It was a good year for most of his classmates. Most of the time, he could hide the thick bush of hair th...t grew in his groin. But his voice gave his early maturity away whenever he spoke. He spent a year excused from music class because he never knew what octave his voice would jump to when he sang. By the time he was twelve, that had been settled, but in spite of a sonorous bass voice that seemed out of place for his slight body, he couldn’t carry a. The minute hestepped into his grandmother's house, he became Michelle. He embracedit and loved every second he spent with his grandmother and his bestfriend whom he was far closer with than any of his male friends fromschool.After his mother confirmed the trip this year, he scurried up to hisroom. Michael closed the door, ran towards the bed and squealed intohis pillow, not wanting his mother to hear his girlish enthusiasm. Hekicked his feet in the air as he continued to squeal into the. ." I interrupted, "The stupid bitch?" Veronica laughed. "Yea, the stupid bitch, that's her. Anyway, she told me that Miss Toni was a little touched in the head. We've been here close to a year and I have never spoken to her. Jonah will make funny faces at her but she never changes her expression." I loved that Veronica felt so comfortable with me, after all, we really didn't know each other and only three weeks ago, she still wasn't sure if I was a serial killer or not! During the short drive. "The party roared on, at least it felt that way to Jeff. Is that music? he mused. I must be getting old. As he sat back about halfway down the living room and watched, he idly wondered if he could sneak down to the range and get his earplugs, but decided his younger wives would retaliate, probably in a way he wouldn't like. He knew they were fucking with him, though. He had seen Ann watching him just before they all squealed. Being an Alpha with sensitive hearing had its drawbacks, he.