Alone, I was able to cautiously examine my new body. Justtrying to stand was hard enough. It was as if my center of balance hadchanged, and even when ... did manage to get to my feet before the mirror Irealized that I was shorter, by several inches. My face was sweet and pretty,framed by slightly longer and fairer hair. My baby-soft skin was completelyfree of any growth, as if it had been completely shaved. My strength had leftme. I was a skinny little girl. But it wasn't all bad news. The. Suddenly the tent was in view and I searched for the group of guys, but could not see them, 'Fuck, they've gone' and my heart sank, after all the daring myself and being on my own, strutting my stuff with my back as straight as I could make it so my breasts jutted out in front, I felt it was an opportunity lost.There was an older guy selling beers from a cooler, so I went up to him and asked for two beers, 'How old are you sweet cheeks', he asked me, his eyes fixed on my boob tube?'Eighteen', I. ’ She brushed against his arm with her breasts as she reached for the pen. He looked at her once before focusing back on the road. Later that evening she was looking for an old photograph of a well-known doctor who had died the day before. ‘I need an old 1950s picture of Dr. McWilliams, Reece,’ Natalie asked him. ‘The one who started that health clinic in Verde.’ He was cropping out a teaser for the front page when she walked in. ‘You know where they are Duchess,’ Reece told her. Since the. I glanced back and saw Jay there, also watching the beautiful creature fluttering around.“Hey, Kiddo!” Jay smiled. He had called me Kiddo for as long as I could remember, and would probably still be calling me that when I was 40. He handed called me by name in years. Some days I wonder if he remembered what my actual name was.“It’s like a flower floating thru the air,” he said.“Yeah,” I responded, then grinned. “Like me, a delicate flower.”Jay laughed. “You? Delicate? Yeah, right! Compared to a.