The 1st day of school at St Michael's mom walked me to school andintroduced me to Sister Mary my teacher.Everything was going well with school I was a...justing to the new me Tina.My hair had grown longer so mommy called Allison to discuss my hair needsand said she would be happy to take care of it Saturday morning at hersalon. On Saturday mommy woke me up early so I could have breakfastbefore informing me we were going to get my hair done. I got ready notknowing what to expect but went with. All thoughts of Bridget were forgotten until I had finished and I fired up the boiler again; good hot water for the snotties shower tonight, and for me too. While under the hot water I remembered the big titted snot again, come and talk to me will she. I dried off and dressed in fresh jeans and shirt, I unlocked the boiler room and put the kettle on for a cuppa and rolled a new fag. Although the whole school was No Smoking, and that in theory included me, no teacher would ever come down here. She was keeping her head down, her tangle of blonde hair cascading down, covering her face.Jeffery's mind raced. He had thought of many kidnapping scenarios involving getting Kim, but that was just erotic day-dreaming, something to masturbate to. Now, he had to come up with a practical solution and he had to do it fast."Stephanie," Jeffery calmly ordered, "Go over to your mother's closet and look through her collection of wigs. Find one that looks like Kim's hair."Stephanie looked up at him. “What about that shop”, she said pointing across the street.From that shop onward she accepted walking hand in hand until we had four outfits and when we arrived back at work in the flat above the office I asked for a showing to decide the final choice for the night.The first was a wrap around split skirt and I heard her gasp from the bedroom as she opened the bag to put it on. She had found the red thong I had purchased at one of the shops while she was trying on a dress. Red because to the.