I was both mesmerised and enchanted withthe choices and invariably chose the most effeminate examples of everyitem; that is until mummy stepped in and...whispered some advice about theknickers."Darling I think it best if you choose the most plain strong cottoninterlock knickers. If the boys see you wearing frilly ones they'll makeeven more fun of you. It's going to be hard enough without giving themeven more excuse to poke fun at you. Besides, you'll need strong ones incase they try and tear them. Aunty Val was fascinated and listened intently to our story. After we hadfinished she started telling us about her strange dreams, "Your storyexplains a lot to me because about the time you say you started living asSusanna I started getting strange dreams. In them either your Mum, Dad orTheresa would talk to me telling me to 'look after her' she need's you tolook after her. But it was mainly Helen - your mum she would come to meand in my dreams sit on the edge of the bed and tell me that it was. She was about 5 ft 8 inch tall, she was slim, no bulky figure, cute round boobs and very cute face.So coming to the story, me and nicky were good friends, we used to live in a colony with a good society and she lived in the house next to mine. I was in school and so was she. We talked to each other frequently when either we saw each other walking outside or when either mine or her parents invited each other over to their houses. She was goddamn cute. So, I moved to this colony an year after. . ," began Hilary, trying to sound reasonable."MR PRESIDENT!" roared Mugabe, "on da TV you is calling me 'liar', 'murderer' an' all types of lying stuff!"Hilary's heart was pounding. She suddenly felt frightened."But," said Mugabe, "at least we blacks know 'bout yo evil games. Ain't dat right, Chester?" Sure ding, Boss."Hilary gasped as Chester smirked at her."Traitor!" she cried.Bibi made to move towards him but waved guns from Mugabe's goonettes made him stop."Let's do this right!" announced.