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Fortune Cookie 1 (Revised) Part 55 Dear Diary It is almost 1 year to the day that I lost the last vestiges of my masculinity. To think that months before then, such an event seemed like the ultimate nightmare. But that morning, when I woke up after having my final dream, to find my journey to becoming a girl complete, I couldn't have been happier. I may have lost my birth sex, but I didn't lose my passion for sports cars, and most importantly, I retained my undying love for Kelly Walker. She helped me through my transformation and now I'm proud to call her my lesbian lover and wife to be. Her flowing golden hair and wonderful smile are just the highlights of the wonderful young woman that I love, and the day I exchange marriage vows with her is one I will always look forward to. Elsewhere, my mom is expecting her third child. My younger sibling is due to arrive within the next week or so. I'm looking forward to helping my mom look after the child, as a means of preparing myself for the children I hope to have. As for determining where to get sperm from, that is yet to be decided. Many now compliment me on how much I look like my mother. It is something I now take pride in. As a boy, I always liked my hair short. Since learning of my gender change, I've been eager to grow it out. I don't regret it and now my red hair rests just below my shoulders. Even so, I'm not trimming it yet, as I wish to grow it even further. Kelly loves it now, for both length and volume. Her own hair has reached her waist now and she often gets it styled with loose curls. I'm thinking of going curly myself just for my first anniversary. I'm currently 2 thirds of the way through my first year in college. It's been ok mainly, though I've had problems with randy boys who think they can make me straight. My class is all male, except for me and one other girl. She is straight but hasn't a problem with me being gay. We hang out together and keep each other company. Outside college, I spend whatever hours I can with Kelly. She is studying to be a fashion designer. She often brings her designs for me to look at. I have to admit that she is on the road to success as things stand. My other time is spent doing work at a nail salon. I do work at weekends and whenever I'm not at college, just to get some money. Bit of a far cry from my preferred work of car mechanics. I've already told those at the salon that I'm dreaming of becoming a rally driver, and that I'm already on the right road to doing so. That's because I'm already earmarked for a place on the mechanic crew for the rally team that Sarah Jones is part of. She fully supports my dream and hopes to help me get there. This job is mine after college if you need to know. Though I don't yet own a set of wheels, I'm able to drive a car. Just before Christmas last year, I passed my test. Joanne has on the odd occasion, let me take her car for a spin. The only other thing I need to mention is the outstanding fortunes. It has been a year since my dad had his come true. My mom and sister are still waiting. They had been told that they would have to wait a while, and I'm glad that they are being patient. I'm just anxious about my wedding dress. It has been over a year since I first saw it in the shop window. It isn't there now, though my mom swears she went in and saw it at the back. No doubt that they want to put the newest dresses on display. Well, here ends my first ever entry. I just hope no one reads this and learns my real past. Signing off for now Paula Anne Smith, age 17. * * * Paula clicked and saved the document file on her laptop, using a password to protect it. It had indeed been almost a year to the day when she woke up and found herself a complete girl. The laptop had recently been bought, and apart from doing college work and browsing the internet, she had decided to write a diary. That was her first ever entry. In those 12 months since her transformation, all her friends and family had started to forget about Paul, her former male self. Not entirely though. She still had the memories, and the photos. "Saturday tomorrow," she thought to herself. "I'm keeping my promise and getting my hair put in curlers. Better go downstairs and start on the dinner." Paula's involvement in the kitchen had increased in the past few weeks, as Laura's belly swelled with the growth of the yet to be born child. She was spending more time sat on the sofa in the living room with a phone at hand. The child was due soon. "Don't work yourself to death," said Laura. "Get Jo to help you." Joanne had agreed to help with the housework too. But with college work and a part time job at the local hair salon to deal with, she was always busy. College work and the nail salon job meant that Paula had little free time too, and she longed to spend that with Kelly when possible. Her only grace was that the nail salon where she worked had allowed her to work around college. The job had only been taken to give her some income, which had so far gone towards the laptop computer she now used. As if that wasn't enough, she still attended the go-karting club every Sunday morning. She had improved further and now each session concentrated on the racing aspect. But due to her college work and the nail salon, she had to decline entry in the national championships. Even so, she still met up with Sarah, whose promise of a job with her rally team still held firm. So, that afternoon, like so many before of late, Joanne and Paula prepared dinner. "I'm sorry about putting all this work on you," said Laura, as Paula gave her her dinner. "You deserve a break." "Don't mention it," said Paula. "You can't help it." "I'm just glad the Easter holidays are here," said Joanne. "I can concentrate on my part time job more." "Same here," said Paula. "Plus I want to spend time with Kelly." "Your anniversary is soon, isn't it?" asked Alex. "You've been talking about it for the last few days." "Yes. One year of being a girl," said Paula. "No regrets." "So, any celebrations planned?" asked Laura. "Got tomorrow morning off," said Paula. "Going to town with Kelly and the others. Getting my hair done." "Ok," said Laura. "I'm just wondering when someone is making their entrance." She was looking down at her tummy. Just at that moment, part of her tummy moved. "Trying to get comfy again, or just having a kick," she added. She lifted her top, revealing her swollen belly. The baby kicked once more. "I never get tired of seeing that happen," smiled Paula. * * * The next day, Paula headed into town to meet up with Kelly, Linda and Alicia. Saturdays offered them a rare chance to meet up. Kevin and Mike were also there. "Well, the whole gang is here, I see," said Paula. "Just like old times," said Kevin. "Except that you look a lot different." "My hair is just longer, that's all," said Paula. "Any way, I'm in work this afternoon, so you'll only have to endure me for the morning." "So, aren't I getting something?" asked Kelly, her hair done up in a high ponytail that still reached the bottom of her shoulders. "Sorry love," said Paula, going over and kissing her. "Apart from that, you don't exactly act gay," said Mike. He still seemed to think of gays in the stereotypical fashion. "Act gay? Oh, you mean as in 'dress and act like boys'?" said Kelly. "If you think all gays behave like the opposite gender, you are mistaken. Though there are two boys in my class who have developed lisps and limp wrists." Kelly, who was doing a course in fashion design, was in a class that was mainly girls, though not as heavily gender biased as Paula's class. Of the half a dozen or so boys in Kelly's class, two were clearly gay. Of the girls, one group were of the bimbo type - haughty and highly concious of their looks. Though Kelly may have been mistaken for one of them due to her long blonde hair, her IQ proved otherwise. "Well, who's for the shops?" asked Linda. "If you're talking clothes shops, forget it," said Mike. "Want to visit HMV, Kev?" "Ah, some intelligent shops," said Kevin. "Leave this lot to their own." "Typical boys," said Linda. "That's Kevin's only fault, or one of his few." "Well, I'll be seeing you in a while," said Paula. "I've got a date with some curlers." "You're having your hair done?" asked Alicia. "Ok, I'll want to see you later." "I'm gonna need some towels then, because you'll be making me so wet!" smiled Kelly. "Well, we'll meet you outside Clarks," said Linda. Paula headed off to the hairdressers, where she was getting to be known. "Hi Paula," said Kathy, one of the regular stylists. "Come for a trim or something else?" "I'm going drastic. Loose curls," said Paula. "Oh, special occasion?" said Kathy as Paula sat in a chair. "One year since I officially gave up being a tomboy," said Paula. "Good for you. Your hair was too good to stay short," smiled Kathy. "Well, Kelly has her hair curly now, and I promised I would when mine was long enough," said Paula. "You and Kelly are quite an item," smiled Kathy. "I wouldn't dump her for the world," said Paula. Paula's relationship with Kelly was known to Kathy, but she had no problems at all. A while later, after spending some time under the heater, Paula got to see the new her. "Wow," she said, looking at her reflection as Kathy brushed her hair out. "You certainly have plenty of hair on your head now," said Kathy. "I think Kelly will love you more now." "I know she will," said Paula, heading over to the counter to pay. She headed over to Clarks as promised and found them still inside. She tapped on the window and caught their attention. Kelly was out of the shop like lightning. "You look gorgeous!" she said after a momentary stare. She then gave Paula a passionate kiss, running her fingers through her new curls in the process. The others soon came out, having been buying shoes. "Wow, you look great!" said Alicia. "I always knew curls would look good on you." "Thanks," said Paula. "Now I'd better go and get some lunch before heading to work." "Paula, you are certainly a girl with taste," said Linda. "Enjoying the benefits of long hair." "You bet," smiled Paula. "Now let's get some grub." They met up with the boys first and headed to the chippy for some lunch. "Another nail in poor Paul's coffin," sighed Kevin as he saw Paula's new hair do. "Stop mourning Paul, will you," said Paula. "I miss him too, to a point." "You still look good though," said Kevin. "Someone wanted you to be a girl," said Mike. "That is certain." "Thanks Mike," said Paula. After finishing their dinners, Paula looked at her watch and decided it was time to go to work. Kelly decided to join her, while the others decided to explore the shops further . "So, any sign of the baby yet?" asked Kelly. "Not yet. Should be soon though," said Paula. "Curly hair is nice, more volume but no added weight." "Sexier too," smiled Kelly. They soon arrived at the salon and parted after sharing one more kiss. "Oh bugger, she's here," said Paula, looking through the window. "Sod her. She's been told enough times," said Kelly. One of the nail technicians, called Isla, had taken a disliking to Paula after seeing her kiss Kelly. She had tried to get some support from the other technicians but this had backfired. Paula's private life was of no concern to anyone in the salon. "Nice hair, Paula," said Carla, the head technician. "College going well?" "Not bad. Bit of a problem with the boys as always. Never take no for an answer," said Paula. "Might be better if you said yes," said Isla with a grunt. Carla shot her a dark look. "You've been warned already. No more about Paula's private life from you." Paula went round the back and changed into her uniform. She was soon serving her first customer of the day. The afternoon soon went and Paula was soon getting ready to go home. "Don't let Isla get to you," said Carla. "It's your life. If you like other girls, that's that. Your hair does look nice by the way." "Thanks," said Paula. "I've wanted to try it this way for a while." "I'll say it again, but it's a pity you want to go into mechanics. You're good at this job. We could do with more like you," said Carla. "Well, cars are my favourite subject. I've always wanted to work with them," said Paula. "I'll see you next week then." Kissing Carla on the cheek, she left the salon and headed home, meeting Miriam along the way. "I almost never recognised you then," said Miriam. "Though Kelly did say you'd had your hair done." "For my first anniversary, of being a girl," said Paula. "You look beautiful," said Miriam. "You are becoming a wonderful young woman." "Thank you," said Paula. "So is Kelly." Miriam just smiled. They parted eventually and Paula was soon entering the house. "So, what does everyone think of my new hair do?" she asked. "Looking good sis," said Joanne. "By the way, don't be surprised if our new addition makes an entrance pretty soon." Paula headed into the living room where Laura was sat. "Oh, love the hair," she said as Paula entered. "Jo is right. My waters could go anytime soon. I've got that feeling." "Ok mom," said Paula. "We're here for you." "Thanks sweetheart," said Laura. That evening, Laura did suggest that someone go out and get some takeaway meals. But any opportunity to do so had to be put on hold. "GET HERE QUICK!!!!!" came a cry from the living room. "THE BABY IS COMING!!!!" * * * All three rushed to the living room where a puddle of water had appeared right where Laura was sitting. "My waters have broke," said Laura. "Get me to the hospital quick!" "Ok, help her up girls. I'm taking her in the car," said Alex. Paula and Joanne helped Laura to her feet and led her to the front door. "Hurry up!" said Laura, her pain was obvious. The walk down the short front path must have seemed like miles to Laura as she was eager to get to the car. "Someone lock the front door, please!" said Alex. Joanne did that before hurrying to the car and getting in the back. "Ok, everyone belted up?" asked Alex. "Hope the roads are clear." The roads were clear, but the cries from Laura didn't help. She needed a midwife fast. Then it happened: a police car appeared. As it drew along side, Paula wound down her window and shouted across. "My mom is in labour! She needs to get to the hospital fast!" The policeman got the message. He looked into the passenger seat and saw Laura in agony. He then put his thumb up and offered an escort. "Brilliant," said Alex. "Thanks Paula." With the police escort, they were soon at the hospital. Alex got out and called an attendant who was soon on the scene with a wheel chair. Soon, the girls were waiting in reception while Alex took the car to the car park. "Any news?" he asked them when he came back from the car park. "Not yet," said Joanne. They waited anxiously for any news. It was nearly an hour later when a nurse called for Alex. They stood in unison to hear the news. "Congratulations Mr Smith, you have a healthy baby girl," said the nurse. "Way to go dad!" said Paula. "Can we see her yet, my wife that is?" asked Alex. "Sure, she is just being moved to the ward now," said the nurse. They soon found Laura and the newest member of the Smith family was lying in an incubator next to her bed. "How are you love?" asked Alex. "Fine. She's beautiful," said Laura. They crowded around the incubator and found her asleep. "So girls, what do you think of Danielle?" asked Laura. It had already been decided to call the baby Daniel or Danielle, depending on whether it was a boy or girl. "She's beautiful," said Paula. "I'm really going to enjoy helping you look after her." "Congratulations mom," said Joanne. "She looks wonderful." After talking for a while, Alex and the girls left Laura and Danielle. They would be spending the night in the hospital. Alex promised to get them dinner on the way home. "When will Danielle be coming home?" asked Paula. "In a few days," said Alex. "I just need to get leave from work and also to get in touch with the register office." "I wonder if this means her fortune will come true now?" asked Joanne. "Didn't her dream say that she would have something to keep her busy while she waited?" "Yes," said Paula. "But she is still going to be busy, looking after Danielle." "But it can't be too far off now," said Joanne. Paula knew that she was referring to her own fortune too, which had also yet to happen. "You'll have more dreams, no doubt," said Paula. * * * Dear Diary The Easter holidays have started and Danielle is home. With no college for two weeks, I can spend more time at work - do I need the money! It also means I can spend every afternoon with my new sister. Mom brought a breast pump home with her so that I could have a chance to breast feed Danielle. It felt a bit awkward at first but soon, my breasts were producing milk. Feeding my sister in this way has really made me feel even more glad to be a girl. I really enjoyed it and hope that I can have children of my own to look after. The holidays have also given me more time to see Kelly. She plans to visit as much as possible and she plans to have a few nights with me. I forgot to mention that I went to Alicia's last month for her 16th birthday party. She had another sleepover, and it was great, just like last time. Though last time, I was still not fully a girl, my hair was shorter and I was just becoming accustomed to girls activities. Alicia is of course in a situation I know all too well. She has her GCSE exams coming up soon and the teachers are making life hard. She is also making life hard for Mike too. He has just heard about the college she hopes to attend in September. It is a veterinary college and is some distance away. She may have to hire student accomodation if she gets in. That in turn means that Mike will be finding it difficult to get time with her. Another entry ended. Paula Anne Smith, age 17 * * * As planned, Kelly came over to Paula's most evenings. "She is so beautiful," said Kelly, as she was introduced to Danielle. "Looks like she is a brunette," said Laura. "No matter, she is wonderful." "We wouldn't mind having a daughter, would we Paula?" asked Kelly. "Not at all," said Paula. "Oh, I think she's hungry." Danielle was crying and Laura took her from the cot and put her to her breast. "Shall we leave them at peace?" asked Kelly. "Sure, I'm interested in breast feeding of another kind," smiled Paula. Laura just smiled and shook her head as the two girls headed upstairs. "So, you said over the phone that you've breastfed your sister?" asked Kelly. "Yes, and I actually enjoyed it. Still, my breasts have been sucked plenty of times already," smiled Paula. "Ever tried your own milk?" asked Kelly. "I did," said Paula. "It isn't like the type we buy out of the supermarket. More creamy and sweet." "Let me try it," said Kelly. Paula obliged and removed her top and bra. She then squeezed her one nipple to see if there was any available. "Let me try," said Kelly, putting her lips to the nipple. Paula let out a moan. Even so, Kelly pulled away with traces of milk on her lips. "That is nice. How much have you got?" she asked. "Mom told me not to do it too much or I may do it too much," said Paula. "But if you want some more refreshment, there is somewhere else you can feed." "Ok, if you insist," smiled Kelly, as the girls started kissing passionately. They were still making out when Alex called them down for dinner. "We'll have to continue this tonight," said Kelly. "Nice that my parents are willing to let me spend time here." "I'm glad too. I'm so in love with you, Kelly," said Paula. "Better get dressed. You don't do naturism in your kitchen?" asked Kelly. "Last time I checked, no," smiled Paula. "What kept you?" asked Alex. "We had to get dressed," said Paula, deciding to stick to honesty. "Never mind. Your mom is keen to get back to doing the housework, but she isn't quite ready yet," said Alex. Keeping Laura away from the kitchen was a hard task. She was keen to get back to doing her routine of doing the cooking, and looking after Danielle too. But one thing she wanted to do also, was to get back in shape. With her breastfeeding Danielle, getting her figure back wasn't easy though. Alex was prepared to go into town with her while his paternity leave lasted. Walking through the streets, with Danielle in a pram, was one good way of giving Laura the exercise she needed. But back to housework, and Alex, Joanne and Paula were keen to chip in whenever possible. "I tell you Alex, I'm ok now," said Laura. "I can manage with the dinner." Despite her claims, Alex and the girls were keen to do the work instead. Once they had finished dinner and eaten, Kelly and Paula went back upstairs to finish something else. They ended up talking instead however. "I tell you, I'm glad I joined the LGBT group," said Kelly. "The straight boys in my class obviously have a problem, because I look too good to be gay in their opinion, and those bloody bimbos, they are so stuck up, I despise them." "Snobbish and stupid?" said Paula. "Well, they all dress to the nines, think that they are God's gift to men, and think that fashion design is in their blood because they give regular custom to the fanciest of shops!" replied Kelly. "If it came to a project that required the design to have a function, they'd fail. They only think about appearance and colour." "I'm in a male dominated class as you know," said Paula. "And most of the boys, some of whom are older, simply don't get the message that I'm engaged and gay. They just think I've betrayed the very purpose of womanhood." "Oh, as in 'service my cock at my every whim'?" asked Kelly. "I know you were never like that, and Kevin and Mike are not like that either, but those sort seem to be everywhere." "I think some of them have girls already," said Paula. "And besides, they are taken aback by my knowledge of cars and enthusiasm for the subject on a whole." It was true that, even though Paula wasn't the only girl in the class, the boys in the class seemed a bit bemused by the fact that girls could be interested in such a subject. Admitting that she was gay had had an effect too. Some were interested in her and repulsed by her admission. Others were disappointed but at least tolerant of her. In fact, she did get on with some of them. "One thing I need to get round to, and that is go to Silverstone," said Paula. "I have only used that annual pass twice since getting it." "Do you think you'll ever drive there?" asked Kelly. "I actually like the idea of us speeding along in a sports car together." "Convertible, roof down, wind blowing though our hair. Just like Thelma and Louise, without the suicide." "I just hope that any career you have, doesn't keep us apart," said Kelly. "The WRC does goes far and wide?" "I may start off in the BRC, British Rally Championships," said Paula. "I would at least make sure you came along for the ride. Besides, it's still a long way off." "Don't think like that. I believe you'll work your way into the driver's seat," said Kelly. "I believe you are destined to become a professional rally driver." "Thanks. And you are going to be a top designer," said Paula. "But foremost, you're tops in bed." "I am? Want a top performance now?" smiled Kelly. "I'm game if you are," smiled Paula. * * * Over the Easter holidays, Paula was given the day trip that had been promised for a while. Having been told the week before, she arrived at the old bus garage with the knowledge that she wouldn't be racing today. "Hi Paula," said Mick. "Sarah is here. Just waiting for Alan." Sarah was taking the two of them to the HQ of her rally team. Alan had agreed to go, even though he had made it clear that he was interested in becoming an F1 driver instead. He arrived moments later. "Hi guys," said Sarah, coming from the office. "Ready to go?" She was wearing her mechanic overalls today. Paula and Alan walked over to her and followed her outside to her car: a Mazda. "I thought you would have had a better car than this," said Paula. "Blimey, what car were you expecting?" she replied. "A Jag," said Paula. "Mazdas are ok, but I'd prefer a Jaguar or something more up market." "I like my Mazda," said Sarah. "Just my choice." They got in to the car and set off, Paula taking the passenger seat with Alan sat in the back. "So, today, you'll be getting a tour of our headquarters, meeting some of the crew and seeing how all the pieces of the rally team puzzle fit together," said Sarah as she made her way. "Do we get to ride in a car?" asked Alan. "Maybe," said Sarah. "Now, I know you want to be the next Lewis Hamilton, but this tour should be of interest to you any how." After a long drive which saw them go some of the distance on a motorway, they arrived at the headquarters for Sarah's rally team. "Before we go in, just need to get you to sign the visitors book and get some badges," she told them. "Who else visits here then?" asked Alan. "Company reps," said Sarah. "Whether it be part suppliers or sponsors. The media turn up as well, occasionally." They entered the reception room and went to the desk. "Morning Rose," said Sarah to the receptionist. "Got some visitors here, need some badges for them." Rose smiled and fetched a book and some badges from behind her desk. "Ok, can you please sign your names in here please and put these on," said Rose to Paula and Alan. They signed the book and put on their visitors badges. "Ok, well the tour starts now," said Sarah. "I'll be showing you some of the things we do, but as I'm also working today, I'll be passing you on to somebody else later." The first part of the tour was a quick trip to the garage where one of the cars was being worked on. "Well, here's my home from home," said Sarah. "Axle grease and spanners." "Brought some more talent, I see," said one mechanic. "You bet," said Sarah. "Though I'm sure we may have a future champion here." The mechanic and his collegue stopped work and came over. "You mean this young chap?" said the first, pointing at Alan. "Maybe with McClaren," said Sarah. "Alan is more into F1. Paula here is the one who wants to be in our field." "You've found a girl driver?" asked the second mechanic. "I know you've been wishing for the day, but be serious." "I am being serious Dave," said Sarah. "Paula whipped a good many boys at go-karting." "Go-karting is one thing but rally driving is another," replied Dave. "Listen here Dave. I've been seeing her race for a good few weeks now and she is talented," said Sarah. "And another thing, she can probably tell you how to put that valve back together." "Ok, so you're showing them the all important part of the business," said the first mechanic. "Yes, just give them the low down on what goes on here," said Sarah. "But they know loads already." So, both Dave and Mark (the name of the other mechanic) gave Alan and Paula a quick tour of the garage. The garage looked like a typical garage, with tool chests placed around the room. At the centre of the room was a car lift and pit. A car was perched on the lift and raised up, so that the underside was plainly visible. "So, how many cars do you have?" asked Paula. "A few," said Dave. "This one is a 2WD. Needs some work to the suspension." "Is it just you two?" asked Alan. "I thought there would be loads of mechanics." "There are," said Mark. "The others are out with the team. We've been left here to work on this." Sarah just stood against a wall and watched. "Aren't you gonna help?" asked Dave, who had now gone into the pit. "Those shock springs should be done in no time, or can't a big guy like you cope?" replied Sarah. "Throwing rank again are we?" said Mark. "No, but if you're telling me that you need a woman to save your bacon again?" said Sarah. "Ok, you make your point," said Dave. "We can manage. Besides, we do have an engine that needs your special touch." "Boys, what do you do with them?" she asked Paula, who just smiled. "Lets leave these 'hard workers' and continue the tour." The tour continued with the design offices, where everything from engine improvements to new systems were drawn up. Other designs focused on the appearance of the car, with the livery getting facelifts. "Of course, the main sponsors get the all the big spaces on the car, such as the bonnet," said Sarah. "How many sponsors do you have?" asked Alan. "Lost count," said Sarah. "Maybe 50 or more." She then left them in the care of the PR manager, while she headed back to the garage to work on that engine. The PR manager, named Nick, gave them a tour of the rest of the building. It eventually came down to something that appealed even to an F1 fan like Alan. "Here is our museum. In here are some of our retired cars and mementoes of days gone by." Paula was in heaven, despite having seen some of the cars at shows. She and Alan had brought along cameras for such a purpose, though this was the first time they had been given permission to use them. "Ok, nearly time for lunch," said Nick. "We can come back here if you want to take more photos." They went to the canteen to have lunch and got to meet with a few more employees - including some of the drivers. In those cases, Alan and Paula left their food for a moment just so they could get photos and autographs. After visiting the museum once more, they were taken outside to the test track. Two cars awaited them. "Oh, wicked!" said Alan. "We get to go for a spin." "Meet Rick and Martin, our main test drivers," said Nick. The two drivers were seated at the side of the track and waiting for their passengers. "You'll be going round the off road section too, so this will be quite a ride," said Nick, as Paula and Alan said hello to the test drivers. "So, who gets the girl?" asked Martin. "None of that," said Nick. "She's already taken and she's very happy with the girlfriend she has." Martin and Rick just looked at Paula but said nothing. Paula eventually went with Martin while Alan went with Rick. Paula decided to put her hair up before putting on the helmet. She had started doing this at the go-karting sessions since her hair had passed her shoulders. "We'll be going first," said Martin. "Just to give Rick some space." The cars were both 4WD. Paula and Martin got in the first one while Rick and Alan got into the one at the back. The track started off on tarmac but along the way, a side track took it on to an off road surface. "I don't suppose you've been off road before?" asked Martin. "Never," said Paula. "All rides have been on tarmac." "Well, hold tight and enjoy the ride," said Martin. The off road part consisted of both gravel and mud surfaces. It also had a few tight corners which needed hand brake turns. Martin explained how the mud sometimes aided them on such corners. But before long, the track returned to tarmac and they were back at the start. "That was some ride!" said Paula as she got out of the car. "WRC, here I come!" "I thought you'd enjoy that," said Sarah, who was now standing by the side of the track. Alan and Rick were back a few minutes later. "Sorry to say this guys, but time to go home," said Sarah. "Hope you've enjoyed it. Before you go though, got a couple of things for you." She gave them jackets and baseball caps. "These are not the ones you get from souvenir stands. Only pit crew wear these," she told them. "Thank you very much," said Paula proudly. "Thanks Sarah," said Alan. "Ok, time to get you signed out and off home," said Sarah. They went back through reception and signed out, giving back their visitor badges. Moments later, they were back in Sarah's convertible and heading home. Paula, now sitting in the back, decided to let her hair out of it's ponytail so that she could feel the wind blow through it. Sarah looked through the rear view mirror and just smiled. They were soon back at the bus garage which was shut now. Two cars were parked outside though, one of which was well known to Paula. "Enjoy your day?" asked Alex. "You bet dad. Like my jacket?" she asked. "Very nice. Ready for home?" asked Alex. "Yep, let's go. See you round Alan." "See you Paula," said Alan who was talking to his parents. * * * Back home, Paula was told to tidy her hair up. The experience of having the wind blow through it was a good one, but it did leave it "windswept". "Alan didn't mention me, did he?" asked Joanne. No," said Paula. "I think he has finally given up on you." "Oh," said Joanne. I can't understand you to be honest sis. He has been asking you out for ages but you haven't responded. All you care about is that mechanic down at the bus garage," said Paula. Joanne was putting all her hopes on that one man. She had appeared reluctant to ask him out, preferring to stand around and look pretty, hoping that he might notice her. So far, he hadn't. On the other hand, Alan, Paula's fellow go-karter had on several occasions asked her but had got no reply. "You're making a mistake, I know it," said Paula. "Alan is fond of you but just keep ignoring him." Joanne didn't say a word and went back to her room. "I can't believe Jo at times," said Paula as she entered the living room. "She is so interested in this guy at the go-kart club but she won't ask him out. She should dye her hair platinum blonde at this rate!" "I know. She is being a bit shallow, but keep your voice down," said Laura. "Danielle is having a nap." "Sorry mom, but I can't understand why she doesn't consider Alan. He's being asking her for ages and she won't give him an answer." Despite her interest, Joanne didn't go to the go-karting club every week. The next Sunday was one of those occasions and Paula got Alan's final decision. "Your sister is a waste of space! I'm fed up of asking her out, and thus my interest in her is off," he said. "She is being an idiot," agreed Paula. "She has put all her hopes in that mechanic over there, but won't pluck up any courage to ask him out." "She's a bigger fool than I thought," said Alan. "Pity you're taken. You're really attractive." "Thanks," smiled Paula who had Kelly for company today. "Any way, how did you enjoy last week?" "Enjoyed it. Should imagine F1 works in a similar way," he replied. "I suppose you really did enjoy it?" "Of course, my appetite for rallying is whetted even more as a result." It was while she was awaiting her turn, that she decided to go up by the garage area and once again watch the mechanics at work. They were busy talking among themselves and she overheard some of their talk. "Fancy going out for a drink tomorrow night lads?" asked the mechanic that Joanne fancied. "Sure, why not?" said another. "What's the occasion?" "First anniversary of my enagement to Angela." "One year already? When's the wedding?" replied a third. "Later this year," said Joanne's crush. "Shame about that redhead who's been eyeing you up for the past few months," said the second. "Can't help being attractive. But no turning my back on Angela." "Talking of redheads, here's Mick's favourite," said the third. Paula pretended she hadn't heard anything and just smiled. She then turned and went back to talk with Kelly. "What's up?" asked Kelly. "My sister is betting on the wrong stallion," said Paula. "That mechanic she has been eyeing for ages is spoken for." "Oh crap," said Kelly. "What are you going to tell her?" "The truth," said Paula. "That she is going to be single for a while yet." "What about Alan?" asked Kelly. "He's given up on her," said Paula. "She's thrown all hope into Mr Engaged over there." "Paula, your turn!" called Mick. "Ok, coming," said Paula. "Cheer me on." "You know I will," smiled Kelly. Kelly watched on as Paula won the race with little effort. She was making Mick feel bad that she had forgone the championships to concentrate on college. As the session came to a close, Paula and Kelly made their way to the bus stop. Paula was now wondering how best to break the bad news to Joanne. But she couldn't help but want to tell her sister off for not taking the offer on the table that Alan had made.