She handed it to me to read. Jeff Collins, a phone number and address in Newport, Rhode Island. Not more than an hour from where we lived.I reached in...o my back pocket and took out my wallet. I took out a business card with the words ’don’t forget to call me’ handwritten on the back and handed it to mom. She read, Grace Thompson, Realtor, cell phone and fax number, Manchester, New Hampshire. A little more than an hour from where we lived.Mom held my hand in her lap and leaned her head on my. Which was weird, because Brandon knew hechanged a bit after the little mind meld on the bed, but for the loveof him he didn't know how. It had been bugging him all damnedday. Just like his way too sensitive nipples.Just then the door knocked, and in flew C.C.. and Dan, chatting fastand giggling faster. They both threw their purses on the kitchencounter and practically dragged Brandon into the living room as theytalked at light speed about some boy they met last night and how cutehe was and. My hips were now round, as full as my waist was narrow. From the front I had the classic female shape. From the side, that of a young girl. My face was smooth to the touch as was the rest of me. Hairless like a girl, only my now long hair and eyebrows remained. "There are some feminine hygiene issue we have to talk about Kimberly." Then I got the talk from mom that was the most embarrassing thing I could possibly think of. "Like all females, you are now susceptible to these infections. She called her mom from her mobile, got to know that they went for a walk after the dinner. She opened the door with the extra key which she had. She went to change her dress in her room & closed the door. Because of the incident in scary house, i started imagining dress changing scene, suddenly i got an idea, went near her room door & peeped through the key hole, my god i am able to see her standing in front of the mirror with black bra covering her round boobs and jeans. She was already.
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