I try to settle and lay still, knowing how much you need to rest. But I can't help squirming a little and I know that I've lost the battle.Grudgingly,...I move away and, ever so gently, turn you on your back. I'm still for a moment, listening to your breathing, watching your chest rise and fall, making sure that you are still asleep. Then, carefully, I crawl below the covers and between your sprawled legs. Again I listen, as I take in the sinuous lines and strong, sexy frame that turns me on. The other day my mom and I wereon the Internet, looking at pictures of different types of girls. Girlslike you, girls like me, girls who have gone all the way and hadsurgery. Just like you seem to be happy with who you are right now,same for me. I have, well, grown attached to my boobs, just like I amattached to my boy part. At this point I do not want to lose either oneof them. They are both a part of me."Jamie did in fact think he was happy with his body, and who he was. Buthe was. ‘I saw your parents home,’ she continued as if he hadn’t just ignited a new fire within her, ‘it’s a piece of art, and I learned he had designed it. He showed me all the drawings. I don’t know why but it spoke to me, and I found myself drawing, designing my own ‘dream home’, he saw my sketches and suggested I try enrolling in an architecture program. The rest is history.’ ‘Knowing my father, he didn’t just suggest, he probably enrolled you without your knowledge and told you the day before. After the tuition class periods,she sent everyone off early and told me to wait for a while.She then asked me when i must reach home.I said that it was not a problem as my mom wouldn’t worry as long as I’m with you. She said ok and asked me if i would like to join her for shopping as she had no one else to go with her.I laughed and said,i will always be there for you and never hesitate to ask anything to me.She smiled and then asked me to wait while she changes her dress.She got ready and we.