She wished that I should be present to see the proceedings but it would not be appropriate for me to be with the Lady as my presence might detract fro... the solemnity of the occasion and her formal attire did not include an apron with a pocket in which I could be concealed. She had arranged with Griselda that I should be conveyed in a pocket in Griselda’s formal apron but that I would have to be concealed as I had been during the entertainment of the messenger. I agreed that I would appreciate. Free ball it is. Ten minutes later I am watching some movie next to my mom on couch. The chosen movie was one that I never heard of. My mom selected it while I was face down in my favorite dinner. The entire plate of food was devoured in no time and now I feel the results of a red eye flight - exhausted. Before I could realize, I passed out. I woke up to an empty couch and my plate from my hands - apparently my mom grabbed it and as I wrapped my head around that idea I realized I was staring at. ..And?" Mum asks."...And it makes me feel more girly," I confess. "Those moments I get, whenI forget that I was ever a boy? They've been happening more and more. Iwant... I want that feeling to be permanent." And it WILL be," mum says. "I promise you, Laura, six years from now,when you're eighteen and you're an adult... You'll be a woman, and as faras I'm concerned, that's all you'll ever have been." I giggle happily aswe drive into the cold December night. When we get home, I immediatelypark. I smile as I lace my fingers into hers, gripping her hand into mine, reaching it above her head. She begins to kick her legs again, wailing as I sit upon her hips. Enjoying her tussling, in a failed attempt to get away. I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head to the side as I lick her neck, brushing my lips along her jaw, breathing in her scent. Moments go by she begins to tire herself out. I can almost see the thoughts on her face as she recognizes there’s no hope of her escaping me.I.