"All this I heard with my ears ringing and my face a cherry red color. Mom had been called to school because Sally Henderson overheard me bragging tha... I had looked up her skirt with a mirror. I was actually only bragging to a friend, I hadn't really done it. Though it had been on my mind since an older boy had claimed to have done the deed.I expected the worst when we got home but Mom was calm when we sat down across the kitchen table to have our talk."Now, I'm not condoning you looking up. The old woman held forth three bikini tops, matching the bottoms the boys now wore. Hesitantly, not knowing what else to do, the boys took the garments and with a great deal of difficulty, helped each other fasten them on."What have you done to us?" Marty asked again after his boobs were cradled in the skimpy bikini.The old woman gestured for the boys to follow her. With glances at each other, then finally gave in, trailing her as she walked to her office. Inside, they sat, waiting for her to. "There are more?" he asked."Four more," I said. "Including my sister." Are they all like her?" Nah. They're all different." Any of them gonna show up?"I looked at him. There had been a hint of longing in his voice."I doubt it," I said. "They're all mad at me." Because you didn't call them when you got back to the states?" Yeah," I sighed."Well ... I better get this place spruced up a bit, then," he said. "Wasn't ready fer visitors this time. Don't want that to happen again." I told you they. There was enough light to show how much his hand was mangled. She grabbed the injury in both hands and started stroking it. The pain ebbed away and he felt the bones healing. It was the strangest sensation he ever had. In a minute his hand was back to normal. He flexed it and wondered if what she had just done really occurred. What she broke felt better than ever."I should have just arm wrestled but I wanted to demonstrate that my strength is immeasurable. Besides, darling, you wanted proof.