"don't feel sad! this is the happiest day of your life!" she said.

"This is the worst day of my life" I replied.

She didn't seem to agree. I walked over to the table, opened up Glamour magazine to a spread with a pretty model showing off the latest in swim wear fashion.

"what do you think of her boobs?" she said.

"They're pretty" I replied.

"what do you want to do with them?" she asked.

"Touch them. Feel them. Lick them" I said. I couldn't hide anything from her, so I might as well state the truth.

"no you don't" she said.

"I don't?"

"no, you want to *have* them. you wish your boobs were big, firm and full like hers. you wish that your chest looked like hers."

"Are you crazy?" I said.

"look again. tell me what you think of her" she said smugly.

"Like I said before, her boobs are pretty. And I wish that mine were just like hers."

"see?" she said.

"What?"

"you just said you wished you had boobs like hers."

She was right. I had said that. Why in the world would I want boobs like hers? I looked at her picture again. Her arms were squeezing them together, making them appear even fuller, and enhancing the look of cleavage. I imagined my boobs being that big and wonderful too. I imagined my baby suckling them, getting it's nourishment from me.

"you want to be a mommy? already?" she said.

"Of course I do" I replied. "It has always been my dream."

Sometimes she made no sense to me. Why would she ask me such a dumb question?

I was well rested, so I washed up, fixed my makeup, and headed out to dinner. I went to a trendy restaurant where they had good low carb dinners, a great wine list, and a bar where lots of people would hang out. After my delicious meal, I headed to the bar for a chocolate martini.

I looked around at all of the men and women, sitting together, talking. I felt jealous, since I was here alone.

"don't you think he's cute?" she said, as I saw a guy, sitting alone at a table, reading a book.

"Yes, but he'd never like me. I'm too ugly."

"come one girl, you need some confidence!" she said. "you are dressed up all sexy, you have wonderful long legs, and your boobs are good enough to fake out anyone. just go talk to him."

I found myself walking over, and sitting down.

"Is that a good book?" I said.

"Oh yes" he replied. It was the start of a two hour conversation where we talked, joked, and flirted. At the end of the night, he asked for my number! My heart pounded as I wrote it on a napkin, along with my name, Pauline.

"Thanks Pauline, I had a wonderful time" he said.

"Me too" I replied.

"I'll call."

"Make sure you do."

I was giddy as I walked home.

"He really liked me!" I said.

"yes he did. he was a hottie. we're going to bag him" she said.

"Oh yes!" I replied. I was in total agreement with her. I wondered why I had been so upset with her before. We agreed on everything, and even though she was a different person, in the same space as me, it was like we were sisters. Sometimes, it was hard to tell where she started, and where I left off. We just had that sort of special closeness.

When I got home, I looked around the house for something to do. I didn't feel like going to bed yet, and housework seemed like something important at the moment. I went into the study, and looked at the framed pictures on the wall.

"Who are those people?" I said.

"the man who used to live here had pictures of his parents on the wall" she replied.

"I kind of hate to throw them away" I said.

"yes, but he left them behind, didn't he? just save the frames. you'll have some new pictures soon, to put up there."

"Good idea" I replied.

i took down all of the pictures, and put them in the trash, saving only the frames. One of the pictures looked somewhat familiar.

"Who is that boy?" i asked her.

"oh, he is the son of those parents in the other picture. i think that is from little league."

"i have baseball!" i said. "Its so slow and boring."

"amen, sister!" she replied.

i continued to clean up the study. There were so many boring books on sports and stuff. i would go to amazon.com tomorrow, and order some good romance novels, jane austin, and other books which were more fun to read. why would i want all those boring books?

i took off my makeup, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. i hated it when i had to take off my fake boobs. i hoped the breast cream would arrive soon, because i couldn't bear not having boobs on my chest. i felt so naked without them!

i put on my pretty nightie, and went to sleep.

* * *

i woke up refreshed. i had such wonderful dreams, all night long. i showered, shaved (hated it!), and got dressed. i was eating breakfast when the ups man arrived, in his cute brown shorts. he had three packages for me! i was so excited as i opened them up.

some of the clothes i had ordered arrived, and i just had to get into the bright sun dress. it was so cool and light! i love it.

the second box was my bras and panties, which i immediately put away in my dresser. then i opened the third box. my wig! i hated this short hair, and couldn't wait for it to grow out. but until then, here was a wonderful blonde wig for me to wear. i had always wanted to be a blonde, ever since i was a little girl. now i could be. i felt so free when i put it on, and felt the long strands of hair fall all over my face, and down my neck, below my shoulders. i felt so pretty! it was wonderful.

my thoughts were interrupted by the phone rudely ringing. i picked it up, but i was very pleasantly surprised when it turned out to be the guy from the bar last night! we talked for twenty minutes, and agreed to meet for dinner. i felt my crotch jump as i talked to him. oh how i wanted him! i knew i was falling in love. i could see his face when i closed my eyes. i just wanted to be near him!

and all day long, it was the same. i knew that a girl isn't supposed to go head over heels for a guy she just met, but somehow my heart melted when i thought of him. i *needed* him, and had to have him!

i decided that since we were going out to somewhere formal for dinner, i needed a new outfit. i went to the mall to shop for a black dress. but the jewelry stand caught my attention. twenty minutes later, i was sporting a necklace, and diamond earrings.

i started to walk towards the dress store, when i saw a young man just standing there. he was staring at my boobs, like most men did. i had a feeling of total inner satisfaction at that moment.

i heard a voice in my head say "my work here is done", but it wasn't my voice.

for some reason, i put my hand on the young man's cheek, and closed my eyes. everything went blurry for a moment, and there was a flash of blinding light. i suddenly felt a loneliness, like part of me was gone. but when i looked up and saw the dress store, i knew i had to get in there right away to find the perfect outfit for tonight. i couldn't let anything spoil it.

i looked back over my shoulder, and saw the young man walk over to a bench and sit down. i thought it was funny how he had such a feminine walk. he must be a sissy i decided. but not time to worry about that. i had a hot date, and i had a dress to find. i walked into the store, and began my quest for just the right dress.

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