Shortly I feltLisa adjusting my wig yet some more, but differently this time. Then Ifelt the unmistakable sensation of satin against my skin yet agai..., thistime as she tied a ribbon underneath my chin, and now I knew what shewas doing. I smiled. "May I open them yet?" I asked."There," Lisa said gently. "Open them."I did. Lisa was holding up a pocket mirror, and there was my reflectedface, beneath a ladies hat with a wide, floppy brim, trimmed (of course)with still more lavender ruffles, a. Itake the tram over after school; Julia always offers to drive me but Iprefer to have the thinking time. Anyway she has her arms full with babyMark and the twins. As usual I arrive early and find myself walkingaround the streets several times. The inviting shops and the leafy treelined avenues seem at odds with my feelings of trepidation.As Emma I seem to have a preoccupation with being on time, unlike Mark. Iknock gingerly on the front door of Miriam's house and practice. I canhear her moving. I thought about it for a bit and realized that it might be fun for grandma to be able to interact with all of our kids. I had never had family, and now I was being given the chance to have three generations under one roof, oh hell yeah."Would you want to do that Mrs. Blumfeld? I would welcome you and I am sure that Jessica would like to have her grandma there as well. Please come and live with us, Mrs. Blumfeld." Only if you call me mother, Alex, I already think the world of you for rescuing my. He smirked at her from his bed. Youre more fucked than I thought, he said, watching your mom get railed. Did it turn you on? Heather felt a wave of shame wash over her, and she bit her lip, willing the tears that stung her eyes to stay back. Maybe I should tell them about it tomorrow over breakfast. he threatened mildly, clearly enjoying her anguish, and her eyes widened in horror. Please dont. she whispered helplessly, Im sorry. I am. What are you gonna do to keep me quiet? I..I dont know… she.