I had manage to get the zipper almost all the way up as the bodice hugged me in a world of luxury. I twirled in front of the mirror. I was all girl... I loved it. At that moment I knew I would turn the head of every normal boy and have them hardening in their jeans.It was time. I hadn't heard a sound from Marshall since he had deposited me in his sister's room. I was ready for my grand entrance. I was ready to turn Marshall on once again. I only wished we could go out arm and arm and. One thing though; no one but you and me are ever to know I'm there."Cyndi worked as a consultant and the majority of the time she worked out of our house. She would usually visit her clients in the morning and then come home around noon and work on the computer the rest of the day. Tuesday Jerry and I put my scheme into motion. I came home around eleven and waited until Cyndi came home before getting into the closet. I called Jerry on my cell phone and told him she was home and five minutes he. Wasn't me; I couldn't find myself in my own reflection and this had to besome kind of dream, a nightmare, hallucination, this kind of shit doesn'thappen it real life....With desperate strength I lunged forward and gripped the mirror by bothsides. This wasn't going to beat me. I was stronger than this... thisplot, this whatever it was, being inflicted on me. From where I lay onthe floor I forced myself to stare into that mirror and find myself. Theeyes gave it to me. Those were my. He sat where I had been sitting and checked his stuff on the computer then smiling said sorry and he would have to get me a laptop for school work. This was something I never expected and told him so. He just smiled and asked me why I was writing about a pretend holiday instead of a real one. I told him we couldn’t afford holidays so the teacher had told me I could write about someone else’s as long as I didn’t just copy it verbatim.“Why not write about China?” he said smiling.I thought he was.