” He said officiously.“Can’t I pay his fine now?” Nex asked, taking a thin wad of currency from her purse.“Do not offer me money, maybe some...other arrangement, could be agreed to.” The cop sneered, looking at her well displayed cleavage.“You can’t be serious, how much will the fine be?” Nex asked holding out a couple of ten US Dollar bills. “Surely if I pay what the fine will be he can be released and we can leave tonight, I promise he’ll never come back to Canada.” She continued.“I cannot. Then, I saw youbefore you left my room. You thought I was sleeping. I saw you starelongingly at the diapers and at my closet. I even heard you say, 'I wouldgive anything to be a baby girl.' Well, I'm here to tell you I can make ithappen." But how can you-" Walk, talk, grant your wish? It's simple. All of us infants contain alittle bit of magic. That's why we're called miracles. And, I always likedyou. And, I know eventually, I'm going to want a sister to play with, so Ithought this would be. I only rode when Vickie wasn't around because she hated motorcycles. The one time she did go on a run with me we followed along behind the group in my pickup. I think it was because I had Vickie that Charlie trusted me with Odette. The problem there was that even as hung as I was on Vickie hauling Odette around was a trifle unsettling.I rode without leathers in the summer and Odette sitting behind me with her hands around my waist and her tits pressed into my back gave me the kinds of thoughts. I brushed Bobbie’s cheek. “Then, what is it?””I’ve decided to do my bit.”“You already are. You’re in a reserved profession.”“I know. But... I want to do my bit for King and country. Join the Navy just like my Pops did in the Great War.”I was suddenly reminded that losing Bobbie was in fact my worst nightmare. “But Bobbie, please.”“I can’t bear the guilt any longer. Everyone I know has signed up or been conscripted. And just because I was lucky enough have a good job, doesn’t mean I should leave.