You're lovely, dear." Lynn and Corey (now fashioning himself as "Heather") left the mall, andCorey knew he was on a nonreversible trip to seeking to b...come theloveliest prom queen in the history of Carney High School. Corey felt a new joy and almost pranced with glee as he and Lynn leftthe mall. He was enjoying being "Heather", turning to Lynn to say: "Oh,I'm feeling so good. Don't you think Heather's a lovely girl? And I loveyou so much for making me pretty." And Corey giggled.Lynn said. “And here is Rita. Bill and I knew her in college, and I wanted to introduce you.” The way she said introduce made it clear she didn’t mean a handshake and light conversation, and I suspected that she meant knew in the biblical sense.“Let’s have some dinner, baby,” she continued, and lead me to the table in our kitchen, not the dining room. I knew why; it was glass, a rounded square with plenty of room for four, not the heavy hickory table in the larger room, and nothing was on it, no. “I told her she was wrong, and she invited me to the Sadie Hawkins Dance at school. I said yes, and things developed from there.”She nodded pensively. We finished our coffee quietly, and I walked her back to her dorm. I was glad that I had managed to avoid the trap that I’d so foolishly laid for myself, because I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted to do. She thanked me for having had coffee with her, and I headed back to wait for Stephie’s class to finish. When it did, Stephie and I headed home.At. I wanted more than sex from you and I wanted to give more than sex to you.But then last Saturday night I got a surprise from you. Instead of calling me, you texted me telling me you wanted me and you sent me a picture. You were wearing a white silk g-string with a matching shelf bra and white thigh high nylons. You were so incredibly sexy. I practically ran to your apartment. When you opened the door for me I just grabbed you and started making love to you. You were my sex goddess and I.