‘You’ll get a letter in a week or so from Family Care. I don’t know how much they will charge you, as my income is fixed, it helps any legal pro...lems that may occur.’ All three Smiths inwardly thought about what those legal problems may have been. If their experiences with Elizabeth’s brand of therapy were anything to go by, they could certainly understand why legal problems existed. There was the toot of a horn from outside. ‘There’s my ride,’ said Elizabeth, a little regretfully. ‘Well…thank. 'Well, I'm getting a horrible feeling I do.''I have a theory, too,' she said. 'Remember how I said you were one of thegirls?''Please... don't finish that sentence,' I implored, realizing her theorymatched my own. 'You think I'm turning into one?''It looks like it to me, Peter. The small frame, the missing beard. You stilllook like a man, though.''Thanks, I think. But how is it possible? Why is it happening to me?'Lisa shrugged. I got the impression she wanted me to keep transforming justto see. I assume it wasn't a great job since for the final stages of my wrapping I couldn't see a thing, and how the hell are you supposed to wrap your arms with your own arms, but I think the majority of me was covered up, having used three entire rolls of wrapping paper... this was a rare example of quantity over quality. I knew I looked like a crumpled tangle of paper, but that would change as soon as Jake started unwrapping me.He took longer than usual to return, but eventually he was home and. I was shy about asking for it, because I just knew the assistants would probably know what I wanted it for. And perhaps they were girls from church, who knew that as a practising Roman Catholic I shouldn't be doing at all until I'm married, and who might whisper it to the priest.But all I could think about was how I didn't like a kondom. About how I wanted to please my boyfriend, and how I wanted to feel what it was like to be properly married and be able to feel his hot fluid shooting right up.