" Oh, Johnny, I wish things could be different, that I could have been able to raise you right." Who cares what you -- hey, what the hell's happening ...o me." He looked down at his body. It was tingling like crazy, and he seemed to be shrinking. The sleeves of his sweatshirt were moving down over his wrists, beginning to cover his hands.Cathy stared as her son. He was getting smaller, somehow. No, not smaller, younger."Ma - help me." Johnny was panicking now. His clothes were getting much. Stay weekend too? Stay to Monday. Bob.’ I made sure he had my new address.With not much other information I told Trish and Pam about the impending visit. To placate them I had to drag out some old photos of him, plus a few newer ones from rare get-togethers and our weddings.Pam salivated over the most recent picture, “Hey, he’s cute and hunky, like you. You’ve been hiding him from us.” Trish agreed.I said flatly, “He’s married.”“But we can tease him, right?”“I suppose so, but don’t go too. I awakenedCharlene and we raced to dress in our matching plaid skirts and ruffledblouses. We both misjudged how long it would take to dress and get toclass because we could not move very fast in our high heels while holdinghands. We were five minutes late to class and earned two extra weeks inchastity as a result.Domestic Sciences class began with each of us being given two types ofmaid uniforms. One was a classic professional style in powder bluecomplete with knee length skirt, apron, flat. I never saw her drunk or anything, just a little tipsy once in a while.The first time anything untoward took place between us happened just after lunch on a Monday. The cook had made a lunch composed of a Caesar salad and iced tea. We had finished and I was helping clear the dishes when I accidentally slipped on the tile floor and fell squarely on my ass. The glasses I was carrying went up in the air and I ended up with iced tea all over my white uniform. Nothing was injured besides my pride. I.