Except thatall I had was red, much too grown up. Besides, why get into that withhim? The less feminine he felt, the more likely he would give up and...goback to being a boy.Once Jamie was ready, I got my pocketbook and we headed for the mall. Icould see that he was excited. We parked and walked to the departmentstore. When we reached the Girls Department, I took Jamie's hand. Thepink party dress was on a manikin set on top of a circular rack of thesame dresses, separated by size with. I thoughtof how I felt the first time I wore my favorite dress and how exposed mylegs were, knowing a boy would never wear something as feminine as thatdress. If I could bottle the feelings I had, I would and open the bottleeveryday. That was the happiest I had ever felt and if I could remainthat girl for the rest of my life, I would. I knew I wouldn't always feelthat way if I was to remain a girl, because as a girl I couldn't wearthat dress everyday, but I was willing to try to find that small. Nisha – mai ye nahi puch rahi mujhe pheley batao ki tum meri kachi se kaya kar rhe the. Kachi us ke muh se sun kar mujhe bhaut ageeb laga fir mai thoda free ho gayaNisha – mai batau tumhari mammy ko Main – please mat batana please apna muh band rakhna is baat ke liye Nisha – muskurai boliNisha – muh band karna chahte ho to karo na Main – kuch samjha nahiNisha – ha muh band karna chahte ho to karo na. Kar do mere muh band Main – mai kaise karu.Nisha – pagal 8 inch ka loda hai tera ladki ka muh. "Evan turned toward the door but saw nothing."Whoever it was is discrete," Camille explained. "They realized what was going on and left." Then it must have been Andy because Mum might have plopped her bum down on the loo and joined the conversation," Evan answered. Camille found herself laughing for no good reason. "Perhaps we should clean ourselves and go see if we're needed." Or not," Camille replied, breaking the hug and returning to her original stance. "They already know what's going on in.