You know what she’s like. She’s been getting me to describe to her exactly how I dreamed I wanted to love another woman. She’s been pulling that...out of me for awhile, every time I’ve called. I feel like I’ve been rehearsing this night. I’m sorry if that sounds presumptuous.”“No it definitely does not. I know Sharon really well. She’s the best schemer and planner I’ve ever met and it sounds just like her to draw that out of you. I just hope I’m not some big disappointment!”“So far you’ve. I thought you'd come out of your shell. You seem to be crawling into yourself even more, though. Come on, kiddo, loosen up and live!" "If you mean fuck anything that moves, forget it!" Surprised at herself for using such a vulgar word, she blushed again. Both Phyllis and Nancy laughed. That made it even worse. She stood with what dignity she could muster and said, "I'm going to wash my hair. Good day." Almost aimlessly, she wandered into the mountains until she found a clear stream of. .I mean I guess my dream is...that I couldbe beautiful. You know, like the photos of my sister that I sent you.Yes. That's it. My secret hope is that you could make me beautifullike my sister. Can you? Can you do that? Do you think you can makeme beautiful like my sister?"After pausing a moment for dramatic effect, Dr. Penn replied with asmile, "Honey, that's exactly what we are going to do. You are going toleave here be-a-u-ti-ful! As for looking like your sister, when you gethome. I sort of lurched along, slightly hunched over and made it into the water without my cock popping out of the top of my shorts. Nobody else was in the pool so we swam together, lap after lap. We are both good swimmers and had a little competition going to see who could finish first. After about 20 laps Julie stopped in the shallow end and lay back on the steps. “Enough,” she said, “I need a breather.” I swam over and laid beside her as our breathing return to normal. She slid over closer to me.