The three hours dragged remorselessly, Lisa used the time ensuring the house was presentable, in truth she always kept it clean but to her she was rec...iving a special guest today. She bathed, applied a little make up and struggled with a decision of what to wear, eventually she decided that as she was hoping more than expecting to have another internal examination there was no point wearing panties and indeed in the end all she wore was a small, short, silk camisole, it stretched over her small. Never a chore. Always a joyful occurrence." What kind of Druid are you?" asks the headmaster."A randy one," Nick laughs. "And no hypocrite."At last the headmaster storms out of the meeting. "Care to join him, Master Druid." No. But perhaps we could talk of other things?"With another laugh, Nick agrees. "What worries you, my friends, in keeping this village safe? Concerns from outside or within?"After the meeting, Nick manages to insinuate himself into one of the older students' discussion. " Yeah, I guess you could say so. You do, um, history and shit in college, right?" Are you on glue? Major in history and minor in political philosophy. And now grad work in economic history." I got a question, let's say. What is so important about Saint Bartholomew? Like a day in 1572." Boadie!" She slapped his arm, teasing. "What's got you so fired up about history? I didn't even know you could read." Please, baby, just answer," he groaned. "I mean, if you know." Nothing that I have ever heard. "And although you are not her father, I want you to beher father." Who is the father?" she replied."It is more "who was". It was Mr Jones," I replied. "She will be calledAine." How do you know she is a girl when you haven't had a scan?" I just do," I replied.So we went to bed, both dressed as women for the first time.The following day was a Saturday and I wanted to get Tracey her owndresses and heels. In fact I wanted to ensure she had a full wardrobe.Trevor was doing his best to look manly.