With those earrings and a platinum or whitegold necklace," she said. "Still, I'd go buy a pair of these in black,just in case." I don't know," I said...."My husband is going to get upset when he seesthese bills."That was so stereotypical. The little wife whose husband was going tocomplain about the bills. I worked, I made a good salary, who was he totell me what I could buy? Whoa, chief, calm down. I've been in awoman's body less than one day, and I'm already jumping to conclusionslike. What time are we leaving?" I usually catch the seven o'clock and that means I'm up at fivethirty. Sian usually gets the girls ready for school. She or Sylviaget up early for the horses and they collect the girls for breakfastthen take them over to have breakfast in the Barn Conversion." I'll be there at five thirty, bright eye's and bushy tailed," Angelaconfirmed as she went to bed.I plonked my briefcase beside the chair and followed her up the stairs.Early Monday morning, Angela tapped. ”He rolls his eyes, “I don’t hate you.”I falter. “Wh- What?” Ever since high school, I’ve just assumed Will hated me. Our first interaction wasn’t exactly friendly and we’ve been arguing ever since. The only reason we still hang around each other is because we have too many mutual friends.“I mean we fight, sure,” he shrugs, “But I never hated you.”“Y-you didn’t?” Somehow it never occurred to me that Will’s supposed animosity towards me could just be, you know, how he is.“Shit,” he sighs, “You. Her nipples had stood hard before, but now they virtually strained as they struggled to grow bigger. The normal sensitivity of each breast grew more pronounced, and Nancy had to choke back a sigh of pleasure for fear that he might misread the sound as some sort of protest. By the time he had finished, her tits were no longer the jiggling, voluptuous mounds of which she was usually so proud. They had been transformed into unsightly, bound balloons of darkening flesh, and the tips were distended.