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Author note - I know I've said in the past that I have moved away from a desire to write magic type stories, and I still am not fond of them, but many, if not most, of my stories arise from me seeing a picture - any picture actually that grabs my attention - and beginning to wonder what the back-story here is, how did this person or these people wind up like this and what will happen next. And even if it's from another story, I basically ignore that and start fantasizing my own version. They say a picture is worth a 1000 words; with me, it's about 20,000 or so. Therefore, here is a magic, age regression story. Only one I'll write, so enjoy. And you should be able to guess the picture from which this was drawn. ALTERATIONS IN THE WEDDING PARTY Mike was on top of the world, at least in his own mind, but little did he know that a fall, quite significant, was coming and was much closer than he could have ever imagined. He was just being his usual irresponsible and oafish self, trying to put his well-honed moves on the most attractive single woman around. But, this time the consequences would have a very unexpected and immediate result with the long term outcome to be determined by how he would respond to the events as they unfolded. What he had done was that he had pissed off one too many people, or perhaps more than he understood. He was 25, fairly good looking, with little care in the world, a love 'em and leave 'em type of guy. Get into their panties as quickly as he could and then dump them. No commitments, no involvements, just a night (or more, if he could) of pure pleasure, and walk away from it the next day. And when the fall happened, he had no clue as to who or what was responsible or even how it actually came about, and especially how he could fix it. To support his carefree (and playboy!) lifestyle, he had secured a cushy job in a company managed by the father of a friend where he had learned enough angles of not having to do too much real work, but enough to make it look like he was producing. He knew he couldn't keep the job too much longer; at most a year or so, before either he got tired of it, or was found out, but he was sure that day was still in the future. He had too many wild oats to sow today to worry much about that, anyway. However, a small issue had just arisen in that his friend had phoned him earlier that day (a Friday) that the father wanted to see him first thing Monday morning and it didn't sound good; but Mike was sure he could talk his way out of whatever problem might arise. He was a little irritated that it was for 8AM as he seldom arrived before 9. And of course, he was taking the afternoon off because of his sister's impending wedding, which he had not even bothered telling his supervisor. His mother, of course, was worried about him, as she was starting to hear some comments that were less than complimentary of his actions, but it was his younger sister, Cathy, who knew more of his questionable lifestyle. She did love him in that sisterly way, but also did not want their mother to be hurt as she suspected would happen if her brother continued on as he had been doing. She would occasionally try to talk some sense into him, which he always dismissed or ignored, continuing on his merry way. But things were about to change as his sister had met a very nice young man who had proposed, with a firm wedding date which was less than a day away. Events were now in motion that would change his future and those around him. The wedding rehearsal would be taking place in a few hours as the wedding itself was to be an elegant and beautiful affair the following day, with a whole bevy of bridesmaids whom Mike had decided were just ripe for the plucking. Since their father had passed away, Mike was the one who would be walking his sister down the aisle. With many activities already taking place as well all of the bridesmaids being constantly around, he had scoped out which one was the most appealing and was planning to go after her at the rehearsal dinner or at the reception or whenever the opportunity presented itself. He had set his first sights on the maid of honor who was the more attractive. But, of course, he would keep his options open for the others in case the immediately chosen one put up some kind of problem. What he didn't count on was that the one he had selected, his sister's best friend, had a very unusual ability - she was a practicing witch. Someone who understood spells quite well and was not afraid to use them although she did try to be discreet and only use them sparingly. As rehearsal time approached, still a few hours away, he had tried to put his moves on her. Besides the young woman having a very steady boyfriend who couldn't make it to the rehearsal but would be a guest at the wedding, which should have been enough reason not to try, Mike just ignored this obstacle believing that he could win over any girl's affection. He noticed her in his sister's now unused bedroom of their mother's house, apparently by herself, as she and Mike's sister had been trying on their dresses one last time to see if any last minute alterations were needed. Assuming his sister must be with their mother in another part of their somewhat large house in a quiet subdivision, he decided to use this obviously inviting situation to his advantage. From his view, she looked like any number of other beautiful - and na?ve - young women he had romanced and eventually dumped. He was sure that this encounter would be as easy and satisfying as the rest. He had met her briefly once before, with his sister trying mostly successfully to keep them apart, fearing what may happen. "Hey there, gorgeous. You're looking very beautiful right now," he said as he stood in the doorway admiring the young woman in the room. "Oh, hi, Mike. How are you? Ready for the rehearsal?" Carly replied, wondering exactly what was he getting at as she did appreciate the compliment with her now wearing her maid of honor dress. "Sure am, but if you're wearing that, you'll have every guy within miles after you," he continued having now entered the room. She laughed a little but kept a wary eye on him. "No, Cathy and I are just trying on our dresses one last time before tomorrow. We'll change back long before the rehearsal." "Oh, that's too bad, but I'll still bet you'll be just as attractive." She understood he was trying to flatter her. She enjoyed it a little, but was also fully aware of his lifestyle and his womanizing, having a good friend who Mike had once used and dumped - a situation of which he had now totally forgotten. He continued, slowly building up to trying to get her to go out with him, right after the rehearsal dinner, but if not, then for sure after the reception. However, she wasn't putting up with any of his attempts at sweeping her off her feet, like so many others had fallen for. It didn't take much time for her to lose all her appreciation for his position, as well as the bride's needs, much less her patience. What finally set it off was his saying, "You can trust me, I'm only thinking of you." Her friend had told her that's what he had used with her. After hearing this and tiring of his repeated attempts and her rebuffs, she made a quick incantation. "Okay, buster, let's just put a halt to all this," she said in mild frustration, as she laid a spell on him that froze him in place. Just then Cathy walked in, now wearing her wedding dress but without any veil or train, and stopped when she saw her brother standing stock still. Cathy had some features similar to her brother as it was obvious they were related. She was two years younger, and had light brown hair, a nice figure, and was considered quite pretty by those who knew her or even saw her on the street. "Carly, what have you done to my brother?" she said in a voice more resigned than surprised. She had been friends with Carly a long time - having met the first day at college and being roommates and sorority sisters, for the entire time - and was very much aware of Carly's capabilities. "I'm sorry, Cathy, I don't mean to offend you, but he was being his usual...ass self. I just got tired of it. I'll let him go in a minute. I know you're expecting to have him walk you down the aisle for the rehearsal and wedding. But that doesn't mean he gets to hit on every girl in the bridal party." Cathy looked pensive for a moment. "I understand, he can be a little exasperating at times." Carly nodded and began getting ready to cast a release spell when Cathy continued, "You know, really, I had been wanting my Uncle Stan to walk me. He's been more like a father to me since our dad's passing. It's just that with Mike around, I knew that proper manners called for him to be the one. And even though Mom likes her brother a lot, she really expects it too." Cathy paused before continuing as Carly stopped preparing the release spell. "Plus, I just didn't see any way around having him in the wedding without giving me away. Alan has all those friends of his, and he easily filled all the groomsmen and some usher slots and still wanted to get more in. I don't think my brother being an usher would have pleased anyone, except me." She sighed as she said that. Carly thought on that and then slowly developed a slightly wicked grin as she spoke. "Cathy, you once mentioned you'd like a junior bridesmaid in your wedding but you didn't have any cousins or close relatives who were around that age. Maybe you can have both. Have Mike in your wedding and still have your Uncle Stan give you away." "How can that be? What are you...Wait, please don't tell me." Cathy exhaled as she suspected Carly might be thinking of something quite magical. Carly just smiled, knowing her friend too well, and blithely continued, "Simple, I just make Mike here, Michelle, a nice compliant 11 year old girl, your kid sister, instead of your, um, jerk older brother. And she can now be in the wedding party, just like you want, and your Uncle Stan can walk you down the aisle. Your Mom has both her children prominently in the wedding. You and your mother both get what you want! And in a way, your brother is still in your wedding." "Uh, I told you not to tell, but, well, I.I don't know...it does sound interesting, I'm just...not sure. You can really do that?" Carly could tell that Cathy was seriously considering it as she responded, "Absolutely, it will take a little doing, but it isn't too difficult. Do you want me to make it happen?" Cathy pondered the offer, looking at her brother carefully. "Um, let me think a moment. So, what exactly will happen to Mike before and after the wedding?" "Well, he will stay Michelle through the ceremony and the reception, and then late tomorrow night, when everything is pretty much over, depending, I'll have him go back to being his original self." "What about everyone else? Won't I get lots of rumors and whispers and out right questions? And my mother! She'll put up a fuss for sure." "I've thought of that. I'll just make it so when I turn Mike here into that 11 year old, only us three will know what happened. Everyone else who knows him will by just looking at her fully accept her as she appears." "Even my mother?" "Well, yes, even your mother!" "Why do you have to be around to change him back, couldn't you just have it happen at some moment?" "Well, I could, but if he's not in the right circumstance or situation, it could be a real problem. It will be much better if I sort of explain things and then do it. But I don't plan on going anywhere for the next several days, so it should be all right." "I guess that's all right. Oh, wait, one more problem. Who will she, my new sister, walk down the aisle with?" "Isn't Alan's younger brother, Rob I believe, an usher? He's a little older than Michelle here will be, but still in the same age group, we can make him another groomsman. And I would think that Alan will like that," she paused, then continued. "I could make Mike, or rather Michelle, a little older." Cathy now thought on this. "No, I think eleven would be about the right age. I wouldn't want him, um, her at the age of chasing boys, or boys chasing her. You know, though, this might work. I'll get to have more in my wedding, as well as my uncle without causing any problems. Alan did say he understood about Rob not being a groomsman because of the numbers. This will solve that problem, and make him happy, too!" Carly added, "And Mike won't be hitting on all the bridesmaids at the reception and embarrassing you or making it difficult for you or your mother...or the rest of us!" Cathy's smile brightened considerably. "Yes, of course. I knew that was going to be a problem especially with my mother, and I wasn't sure how I was going to handle it. I think you've got the solution. Yes, I believe you do. Oh, I'm so lucky to have a friend who can fix these little problems." Carly responded with a very satisfied smile, saying, "I'm glad I can help, you're such a sweet person, and you deserve your special day with no potential calamity waiting to happen." "So you can make it happen, so everyone won't be surprised?" "Yes, it will take a little bit, but I'll cast a spell that will have Michelle here, still knowing she's Mike, but eventually accepting being a junior bridesmaid, all your family and friends accepting her as your little sister, and then tomorrow night, or Sunday morning, depending on how things work out, I'll put him back to his normal self. If that's what you want!" "Carly, that would be perfect; I really appreciate all you do for me. And I'll have the pictures to remind me of how special my day was, for a lifetime. Wait! Won't the pictures give it away? "Well, they could, but I'll just include a side spell so that everyone who sees the pictures will accept them totally as they are, too, no questions about who was or wasn't in them. "Now, nothing bad will happen to my big brother, right?" Carly looked at Cathy for a moment, and then said, "Cathy, I will tell you this about spells like this one. I can make it happen just like I said, but I can only keep whoever I cast a change spell on, with all that's involved, that way for only a limited time, unless they want to remain that way. Things, yes, but people I can't make it permanent, they have to want it. Like turning people into frogs, I can't make it forever, unless they want to be a frog. Hardly ever do they really want to be a frog, but if Mike, or Michelle here decides she likes it as an 11 year old, I can't make her change back. Only if she wants to return to himself. The real problem is if they aren't sure, then I can't be sure what will happen." Cathy rolled her eyes and almost laughed a little. "Oh, I'm sure he'll want to go back to his ways. But how much will he know when you change him?" Carly barely thought as she responded, "Well, he'll still be himself inside, but will be in a conflict to be what 11 year old girls are, too. It should keep him occupied for most of the next 24 to 36 hours. It might be fun to watch how he handles it. And he'll remember it, but of course, no one but us two will also remember it, and if we don't tell, he'll have no choice but to keep it to himself. Or have people think he's crazy. Oh, there is one thing, if she hurts herself, that hurt stays like it would have if Mike had hurt himself." "I guess that's okay; so as long as nobody gets hurt by the spell itself, I'm convinced, you do your magic, and I'll live with the consequences." "I've trained you well, little one, you understand that magic is not a perfect science. No one I've ever heard of has been hurt by this spell, but there have been some interesting outcomes." "Yes, I can imagine, but go ahead, quickly now, or I might get cold feet about this." "Okay, then." Carly began an incantation that was very involved. Cathy just stood back and watched. When finished, there was a small flash of sorts which would be hard to adequately describe, and the frozen Mike was now an 11 year old girl, dressed in a cute little junior bridesmaid dress similar to the ones the older girls would be wearing, with just a hint of a bust as the young girl was wearing a junior bra. "Uh, where was I...Wait...Wha...what happened? How did I...who did th...what did...who? what?" exclaimed the newly created Michelle, as she realized something had changed. Or worse, something had terribly gone wrong, as she glanced down at herself. Then after almost wildly looking around with a growing frenzy, the now young girl stared at herself in the mirror that Carly had been using, with a slowly building look of shock mixed with almost panic in her voice as her eyes got wide. Both Cathy and Carly looked with mild surprise at the now pre-teen girl, trying to act as if they fully accepted her and expected her to be what how she was now appearing to be. And that meant keeping the smiles to a minimum. Very shortly, Cathy and Mike's mother walked into the room looking both of them over, her now two daughters, as Michelle stared at herself in the mirror, momentarily in too much shock to say much of anything. "Here are my two pretty daughters together, Cathy and Michelle, and don't you both just look divine!" "But...but.Moommm...." Michelle tried to say plaintively in a girl's high pitched voice, as she turned this way and that, unable to stop looking at the reflection of her now diminutive, female self in the mirror, picking up the dress to look at her legs, her feet, her whole new body. The sound of her new voice was also a shock, as she tried to start talking again. Her mother cut her off, as she had so easily done when Mike was a boy. "Now, young lady, you know this is the dress we picked out for you with you agreeing. You look absolutely darling in it. A perfect fit for an eleven year old. I don't want to hear any complaints from you, do you hear? This is your big sister's wedding and you'll do just as you're told." Michelle's shock from what had happened was now quite severe. He, now a she, looked into the mirror and there reflected back was the image of, what did his mother say? An eleven year old girl, brown hair in two pigtails each tied with a pink ribbon, the slightest of dimples in the cheeks, big brown eyes, thick natural lashes, cupid's bow mouth, looking back at him. An eleven year old? What had happened to him? "This can't be, th.this isn't right! What's going on!" Michelle was getting quite animated looking at the reflection which showed the young girl, with just the beginnings of breasts, in a thin strapped frilly dress in light pinks and blues, a flower at the back, with white stockings and black Mary Janes on her feet. "This just can't be! Wh...what happened? And...and my voice?!?" Her mother came over and put her hands on Michelle's shoulders in an attempt to calm down her quite agitated younger daughter. "Now, Michelle, you know what's happening. We've talked about it enough. You're trying on the junior bridesmaid dress that we picked out, and you said you liked, and you will stop complaining and act your age. You should be thrilled that your sister wants you as a bridesmaid, and you do look so adorable. Isn't that right, Cathy?" The new Michelle felt her mother's hands on her shoulders. She was surprised at how strong her mother now was compared to her. She took a breath, slowly realizing that yelling or stomping her feet - which she actually considered for a second - probably wouldn't solve this problem at all, and that they were totally misunderstanding her, no matter what she said. She decided that she should try to understand herself what had happened and quieted down as the two older women talked. Cathy winked at Carly. "That's absolutely right, Mom. Michelle does look so totally adorable, the perfect junior bridesmaid. And just think, that dreamy Rob is a junior groomsman and will be accompanying you back down the aisle." "But...but..." Michelle tried to interject. Mike remembered he had seen Rob a few times and viewed him as a potential lecherous boy. Something not too much different himself at that age, but of course, he thought himself better than that and Rob as just a horny youngster, and the thought of a boy! walking her down the aisle! That didn't seem right, or did it? Maybe it did if she were really a girl. "No buts, young woman, you mind your manners. We've gone to a lot of trouble to put on this wedding. This is your sister's big moment, and we're not going to let anything take that away. That dress looks darling on you, makes you look more mature than your 11 years, but don't get it dirty or wrinkled. As soon as your sister says, you have to change back so we can start the rehearsal and then have dinner." Michelle could not believe what was happening or what she was hearing. An 11 year old girl, instead of a 25 year old man. What was he or now she, going to do? What happened? How did this come about? He looked at himself and felt herself all over. Whatever she did, all led to the same conclusion - he, no, she was now Michelle an 11 year old girl, the person whose reflection she now saw, a younger sister to Cathy who was getting married and she was this young girl, a junior bridesmaid. The absolute certainty of the situation was loud and clear as Michelle now came to the sad realization that she was no more than a pre-teen girl, someone now shorter and with a lot less muscle mass that Mike had worked hard to develop. That hurt just about the most. Here he, or really she, as she began thinking, was now an almost scrawny looking girl. She considered several courses of action, none of which seemed like a good idea. To make waves now was probably also not a good idea. Better to step back a little, figure out what was going on, and what was happening, and how to get out of this predicament. Or at least understand what was going on. Or at least be able to deal with it. So many 'ors'. Better to just agree for now. "Okay, Mom," she sighed. "just tell me what to do." Wasn't that what Mike, used to say when he realized Mom was going to get her way, years ago? Before he got old enough to talk back? What was that phrase? Deja- vu? "Now, that's my good girl, soon enough you'll be the one walking down the aisle in your own beautiful white wedding dress. This is a good experience for you. Now give your mother a big hug!" Before Michelle could do anything her mother had her in that hug. Not wanting to cause a scene, she put her arms around her mother, who almost towered over her now, and hugged back. She knew her mother liked giving her children hugs and remembered them from years ago. Mike had stopped accepting them around his early teens. "I love you, my darling daughter, just as much as I love your older sister." "I...I love you too, Mom," Michelle replied, realizing how good it did feel to be hugged by her mother and that she did love her mother. She had not realized how much she had missed the feeling and missed saying it. Her mother pulled back. "Ok, now, as pretty as you look in your dress, I think something else is appropriate for the occasion. Let's try a little make-up on you. Just enough to bring out some of your features, but not too much." Carly offered, "Here, Mrs. Thompson, I can do that." Cathy smiled at her friend. "That would be great, Carly. Now like Mom said, don't overdo it. We don't want Sis here looking like a tramp." "Do I have ta?" Michelle whined a little and then jumped a little in surprise at saying that. It just came out, yet she also realized that part of her really wanted it. "Yes, you have to!" said her mother. "You've been talking about wanting to wear make-up for several days now, young lady. What's gotten into you?" Cathy quickly piped up. "Oh, Mom, I'm sure it's just the excitement of the wedding. Young girls like Michelle here have so much going on in their minds. You remember how I was?" Her mother came over and with a wistful look in her eye, gave her older daughter a little hug which Cathy gratefully accepted and returned. "Yes, dear, I remember, boys and lots of friends and school, and then cars and dating. Where does the time go, I wonder?" "Oh, don't be sad that I'll be leaving the nest, please?" Her mother sighed. "Yes, I'll try not to be, well, maybe a little. Although, I'm very happy for you, you are marrying a wonderful man, and I think your future will be exceptional. It's just that...." She looked at Michelle who was making faces as Carly applied lip gloss, a little eye liner, eye shadow, blush, a hint of mascara and eyebrow pencil. But with Carly's gentle prodding, and friendly manner, Michelle slowly but surely allowed Carly to do whatever was necessary. Mrs. Thompson smiled at her younger daughter. "Well, I have your sister to go through it all again, I should feel blessed. Though she can at times be a handful, I'm so lucky to have two beautiful daughters who I wouldn't trade for anything. It's just, I just wish your father was here to see how delightful you both are turning out." Cathy and Carly glanced at each other, as their eyes got a little wide. This was a bit of a surprise to them, how deeply Cathy's mother now felt about Michelle and was invested in Michelle's life, it seemed. And Michelle picked it up also. Mike had had a lot of fights with his mother over the years, and while she now realized she would not have changed much, she did feel bad a little because she actually loved her mother. She had been there for everything with Mike. And Mike had excluded her at times, just to 'get even', but she was now thinking, 'it wasn't getting even, it was just hurtful.' Carly noticed how quiet Michelle had become. "There we go, now let's put a little light pink nail polish on and you'll look radiant! Oh, and as I do it, I'll explain how to remove your make-up before you go to bed, which you should plan on doing." "But you'll help me put more on tomorrow?" This thought was also surprising, as she realized that she was almost in conflict with herself. She wanted it, and she didn't. What was happening? "Of course, sweetie, this is just to see how it looks. Tomorrow's the real deal." Michelle now just sat quietly watching and wondering as Carly did her nails. These were all so many new experiences and feelings that she was having. Girls fussing over her like this, feeling all her clothes on her body which gave rise to totally new sensations, feeling her longish hair, her now thin arms, her mother paying attention and giving her hugs, and not one person seemed to notice that instead of a 25 year old guy, here was an 11 year old girl. She could just not figure all that out. Was this some kind of different universe? Everything seemed the same, they were all just as she had always known them, but why was she a young girl, why did she not put up as much of a fight as Mike would have put up for much less. Why was she now thinking of Mike as some other person. And why was all this kind of fun in a way. That was the most troubling, yet somehow almost satisfying thought. She watched as Carly continued applying the nail polish, a fairly light pink, but still noticeable, shade. Her fingers did actually look better with the polish on the nails. She thought for a moment, 'maybe I could get Mom to allow my toenails polished also. That would really be fun. No, wait, why am I thinking that? That isn't right. But with all that Carly is doing, it would be sort of cool. No. Well. I don't know. Maybe?' Carly continued on. "You'll be the belle of the ball, Michelle. You're going to look so pretty. No doubt you'll be a real heartbreaker as you grow up. I already feel pity for the guys you'll leave in your trail." Cathy gave her friend a little bit of a hard look. "Just do her nails. No need to give her too many ideas." Michelle looked at Carly carefully and thought, 'Who is she really? I'm sure I walked in here as Mike and tried to put a move on her. I mean, I must have, right? Well, she is really pretty, who wouldn't want to take her out. She probably has a boyfriend. Oh, um, yes, I do think I heard Cathy mention it, um, yeah, he's out of town today, but I think she said he'll be at the wedding tomorrow. Uh oh, it's probably a good thing Mike didn't use all that charm. I wonder what her boyfriend looks like, probably very handsome, seeing how pretty Carly is. Rob is okay looking, I guess. He's a little irritating at times, but kid brothers and sisters usually are. Alan is quite handsome, I think. I can see why Cathy likes him so much. He'd make any girl happy, I think. Even me? If I was older, probably. Me? Wait. Well, I suppose if I was older? I am! I think. Well, not right now. But...oh, this is all so confusing. But I like Carly doing my nails. She seems really nice.' Their mother whispered something quickly into Cathy's ear which Michelle didn't notice. Then, Cathy said, "Mom and I will be right back, we have to check on something, you almost done with her, Carly?" "Yes, just a little more, a few more minutes at most," Carly responded as the two left the room. "Carly?" Michelle asked and looked up into the very blue eyes of the older woman, after waiting for the mother and sister to leave the room. "Yes, hon?" "Co.could you, um, do my, um, toes, too? Uh, please?" Carly looked back deep into Michelle's big brown, soft eyes, and thought for a moment, then smiling, replied, "Why I most certainly can, sweetie, but let's do it quick before they come back. Just a dab on each nail. Okay?" "Uh huh," the girl replied in a whisper and a conspiratorial smile. "Okay, now, your finger nails, here, are still wet, let me take off your shoes and stockings for you." "Thank you." "Ok, keep sitting but put your feet up here, and keep your hands out where your nails can dry. Don't touch anything." "Okay," Michelle said as she sat down again holding her hands out and putting her feet up for Carly to remove her shoes and stockings. For a moment, she was a little confused as to why she was doing this, but as everything else seemed so natural, and what Carly had said made so much sense, she just agreed with her decision to do it. And she felt somewhere inside that she really wanted her toe nails polished. Carly was a little taken aback by all this. Michelle was really getting into the mood and persona of an 11 year old faster than she had expected. She wondered how it would be later that evening, much less tomorrow, and into Sunday, but no time to think on that. She quickly pulled Michelle's shoes and socks off and put a dab on each nail, with a little more on the big toes. They were now obviously polished. "You're looking so pretty!" Carly opined as she dabbed on the polish. Michelle looked at her and then down at herself. "No, you're the pretty one, Carly, even a little prettier than Cathy," she said and then sighed. "Thank you, but your sister is quite beautiful," she replied as she noticed the sigh, and responded to it with a. "What?" "It's just that...well, I'm not pretty. I'm just a kid. Not grown up like you." "Well, I'd say you're looking more and more like a very attractive young woman. I'd guess you were easily two or three years older than your age." "Even without...?" she glanced down at her mostly flat chest which showed just the hint of development. Carly smiled and thought for a moment before replying. "Look at your sister and your mother, you have their genes, you know. That's what you'll most likely grow into. From the pictures I've seen, I'd say you may be even more beautiful than Cathy was when she was eleven." Michelle thought on that for a moment. Both her sister and her mother did have nice figures. Maybe it could happen. Maybe she would have nice breasts. She shook for a moment as she realized what she was thinking, 'What is going on with me? Why am I thinking all these thoughts?' And then Carly's voice brought her back. "Let me blow on these and you fan the others, so we can get them pretty dry real quick. And get you back together." "Okay," Michelle said as she tried to get her previous thoughts out of her mind. She then took some paper and started fanning her one set of toes as Carly blew on the others. Michelle giggled a little as Carly's breath sort of tickled her feet, saying. "That ticklish!" She thought for a moment on that and after some indecision and confusion, decided that she liked how she had giggled, and that it was fun, and that being with Carly was also fun. "There we go, now don't you look so pretty, here let's get you in front of a mirror," Carly said as she finished carefully putting back on the white stockings and shoes. Michelle stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself, up and down, side to side, lifting her hands up to show her nails in the reflection, then turned slightly a few degrees at a time continuing to look at herself. She wondered why she was doing this, but then thought, it felt really good when she had hesitantly asked Carly to do her toes and Carly had responded so positively. And she liked it that Carly was so helpful in getting her shoes and socks off, and all. There was some kind of closeness she felt to the young woman, who was her sister's age, but seemed to understand her. She looked at herself some more and decided that at least part of what Carly said might be true, that she was a little pretty. Maybe even as pretty as Cathy had been at this age. Michelle thought back, 'Was Cathy attracting boys when she was eleven? She surely was when she was 14, 15 and beyond. No doubt they started paying attention probably in middle-school. Oh wait, I'm eleven, that means I'm going to middle-school, 6th grade this fall. No, that can't be right, I've been through middle-school. It was all fun, trying to avoid doing homework, and hanging out my friends. But this girl in the reflection will be going off to middle-school this fall. And she is me. And I know the answers, well, most of them. This could be even lots more fun. It's been awhile but most of the teachers are still there, and I know how they grade. Grades. School. Friends. Friends? Do I have any friends? I surely must. Are they nice? Do we talk about boys? I wonder.' She looked up at Carly who was smiling behind her. "Thank you, Carly. I guess I do look pretty, maybe just a little." "Michelle, you're beautiful. Don't let anyone ever tell you differently." "I...I won't," she hesitantly replied turning around and then looked up at the older girl with a shy smile. "Come here, it's all right," and they gave each other a little hug. Why was she doing that, Michelle wondered, that's twice now I've hugged another female just because, because it felt right to do. So many confusing things going on. But I do think I like Carly a lot. She's being really nice to me, and that makes me feel good. At that moment, Cathy and their mom walked back in. Michelle and Carly broke apart and Michelle turned again to the mirror to look at herself, this time with a smile as she turned this way and that. Her mother noticed both the hug and her daughter's attention to the mirror and let out a very contented sigh as she walked up behind her younger daughter, looking at her and her reflection. She sighed again just a little, relieved that her daughter now seemed more relaxed and happy. Mrs. Thompson said, "Thank you, Carly, you've done a very nice job with Michelle. That's just what I was looking for, nothing too overdone. But I have one more surprise for you Michelle, because you're being so good about all this now." Michelle's latest responses had been just what her mother was hoping for, making it far easier to do what she was about to do. Michelle looked up at her mother expectantly, as Cathy just smiled to the side. "I was saving this for your 12th birthday, but your sister convinced me to let you start with these today." To Michelle's surprise, her mother showed her a small box and handed it to her. Eagerly, the young girl opened the box, and inside were a pair of small simple gold hoop earrings, as she quickly realized she would be getting her ears pierced for the first time and would be wearing earrings. Taken aback by the surprise, she blurted out. "Oh, they look so nice. Can I put them on? How do I do it? Can I wear them in the wedding?" She realized she had said that excitedly, with a huge grin, which again surprised her. But, why not? They did look nice, and her mother was doing something special for her. 'This is way too confusing to think about anymore, just let it go,' she thought, 'I can worry about it later when things are not so hectic.' "Yes, you can wear them in the wedding. The earrings are specially made to be a girl's first ones, and came with a kit that has a special needle, backing and numbing gel so we can prick your ears right away, and then we'll put them on all at once. You'll have to learn to clean around the holes to keep them from getting sore and infected. And use this alcohol to keep things clean. They'll have to stay on for a while to start with." Cathy looked at Carly and said, "I don't think that should be a problem, do you?" Carly smiled a little and replied, "No, I wouldn't think so. Lots of people have pierced ears, young women and men." Michelle barely heard as she was back in front of the mirror holding the earrings up to her ears thinking how nice they looked. Mrs. Thompson said, "I'll leave you three to get it done, make sure you clean up when you're finished and don't take too long changing back, the rehearsal starts pretty soon." She left the room, leaving the two young women and the girl, who had stopped looking at herself and, now in deep thought - or what passes for that in a young girl - was now looking at her older sister. "Um, Cathy?" "Yes, sis?" "Uh, well, I guess, um, do you,..." and she paused. "Go ahead. Ask anything." "Um, okay, I...uh, do, ah, you...we have an older brother?" Cathy and Carly glanced at each other for just a moment, which Michelle didn't really notice before Cathy answered with a little laugh. "An older brother? No, not around here that I can see. Why do you ask?" "Well, um, it's like...I mean..." Michelle glanced down a little embarrassed now about asking that question. With a look of confusion now added in, Michelle finally said, "Oh, that's silly I guess. I'm sorry." "Sweetie, don't ever be sorry for asking questions. I remember Mom, I think, once mentioned that she would have liked a son, but she has us two, now, and I think that's pretty good. Don't you?" Michelle sighed and looked out a window. "Yes, I guess, like, it's okay, I suppose." She then had some thoughts. Maybe if she looked out the window for her car, or went outside it might be there. It might be some validation of what she should be or had been or...whatever. Or maybe she could call Don, Mike's friend who got him that job. What would they think of an 11 year old girl showing up for work? Of course, she couldn't. She wouldn't. Not as Michelle. That would be silly. "Let's get your ear lobes numbed so we can do this. Carly, you can help." It took a little doing, and Michelle did feel some pain, but the holes were made and the earrings put on. Now with the make-up and the earrings and the dress, she felt like she was older. Maybe not as old as she thought she once was. And that thought was bordering on being scary. Maybe she was a young girl, and being an older guy was just some silly dream. That couldn't be right. She would look outside and maybe call Don. Somebody must know who Mike was. No, wait, she would go to her old bedroom. This used to be Cathy's but hadn't been used since Cathy went to college and then moved in with Alan. Surely in Mike's old bedroom - which some called a shrine his mother had made - Michelle would find some trace of her former self. But as she stood there wondering, she realized she liked the earrings, she liked the make-up, and she liked that her sister and especially her sister's friend were fussing over her. "Okay, Michelle, time to change into your rehearsal and dinner dress," Cathy said, holding up an a little white with bluish flowers strapless sundress with a black belt. "Oh, okay," Michelle replied as she took the dress and held it up to herself in the mirror. "And these sandals go with it," Cathy finished. The sandals were a nicer more expensive pair with a cork wedge sole rising to about an inch at the heel. Cathy and Carly like most young women their age, were going to wear clubbing dresses and at least three inch or more heels. "Now carefully take off your bridesmaid dress and hang it up. We'll leave the dresses in here for tomorrow where the bridesmaids can all change together. Come on now, sis, it's getting a little late, so out of the dress and slip this one on." Carly piped up. "Cathy, I'll help you get your dress undone, if Michelle, you'll help me. Then, I'll help you a little. Okay?" "Sounds good to me," Cathy responded "Um, okay. "said Michelle, who was now just a little unsure of how this was all going to work out as she realized that the three of them were going to change clothes...together...right now. Carly found the zipper and snaps keeping Cathy's dress together and undid them and helped Cathy step out of it, making sure it stayed upright and wrinkle free. As Cathy carefully hung it up and put its wardrobe covering back on, Carly turned to Michelle and told her where the zipper and fasteners were on her dress, which Michelle, after fumbling for a moment, found and undid trying to keep from getting overly nervous about what was happening. Carly then carefully hung up her dress and turned to Michelle to help her with hers as Michelle tried to keep from staring at the two young women who were now down to panties and strapless bras. "There you go, sweetie, now just slip on the dress and those sandals and you'll be all ready." Michelle held up the dress and then realized she would have to remove her junior bra and set the dress down. Carly noticed immediately what was happening and came over. "Here you go, hon, I can unhook this," she said referring to the bra and then continuing. "I see the dress has the right sized cups built in so it should fit you really good." Michelle had been starting to become embarrassed but with her turning her back to Carly and then slipping into the dress the quickly, she felt so relieved. Carly suspected what was going on but just smiled and didn't say anything more. Cathy was busy getting herself ready so she really didn't pay much attention. Michelle took off her shoes and stockings and put on the sandals and felt ready to go, but Carly looked at her and said, "Here, why don't we brush out your pigtails and get your hair looking as nice as the rest of you. Of course, if you want it. Cathy glanced over and said, "Good idea. The pigtails and the dress do sort of clash a little." Michelle responded, "Okay, and thank you," happy that someone was noticing these things. "We'll give you some bangs and a little part here, and some brushing to relax these curls a little. There we go. Now, close your eyes, I'm going to put a little spray on it to hold it some." Michelle did as requested and in a few moments they were heading downstairs to where Mrs. Thompson was waiting. "Don't the three of you just look so beautiful," she sighed as she saw them come down the stairs. "But...." "What, Mom, is there a problem?" asked Cathy. "Well, your sister, I'm not so sure now. She looks a little older than I think proper. She's big for her age like you were and now with her hair and dress, earrings and make-up, and shoes, she might be mistaken for a much older girl." Mrs. Thompson had a fairly determined and critical look to her right now. Michelle got worried that she would have to change again and was a little surprised her mother hadn't noticed the toe nail polish yet, so she kept very quiet. "I think it's all right, Mom," Cathy responded. "It's just for tonight and you know she'll be having her hair done tomorrow for the wedding. We're only going to be with family and close friends tonight. I'm sure it will be just fine. And she has been really good. Let her do it this once." Their mother shook her head a little, but relented. "I suppose, for tonight, and the wedding since it's a special moment, but Sunday, she will be back to what an 11 year old should look like." Michelle piped up. "Well, I'm almost...12." She thought for a moment to say but 26, but thought better of it. "December is still a long way away, dear. You're 11, and be happy that you are. Tonight and tomorrow, that's all." Michelle was quick to smile and give her mother a slight hug. "Thanks, Mom." She was a little relieved to know that her mother still knew when her birthday was. At least something hadn't changed. Cathy also smiled saying. "Thank you." And off they went, all four women quite happy. Everyone arrived within minutes of each other at the church where the wedding ceremony was to be held. The minister, the wedding coordinator and Mrs. Thompson directed everyone into their proper places, with Cathy having the final say, and explained the order of the processional and some of the highlights of the ceremony itself. The groomsmen, the Best Man, and Alan would enter from a side door, after the families had been seated, the bridesmaids would then enter the main church to the selected tune, followed by the Maid of Honor and then Cathy escorted by her uncle. As the moments drew nearer for the rehearsal to begin, Michelle realized she was actually getting excited to be in the wedding, while still somewhat confused as to why she was this young girl in the wedding party, and not escorting her sister down the aisle. But as she watched her sister and uncle together, she was forced to admit to herself that they did look good together as Cathy was all smiles, Uncle Stan was very calm and gracious, and Mrs. Thompson just beamed seeing her two daughters and her brother all be so involved. When it came time to run through the recessional, Michelle was paired up with Rob, Alan's brother. She had glanced at him during the practice session and after a few moments of thought, regardless of how she might have felt about him before, she began thinking he was sort of good looking. He smiled at her as she took his arm as instructed. Her heart seemed to jump for a moment as that happened, which made her wonder what it meant. He was only a boy after all, she thought as she took a breath trying to calm down a little. "Hi, you must be Michelle. I think I remember you from some family party some time ago, but you look really nice right now, very pretty. I don't know if we were introduced then, but I'm Rob." "Um, hi, Rob," she smiled back and then quickly looked down wondering why she was doing that. He continued smiling at her, and said, "Looks like it's going to be a really fine wedding. Great way to start the summer. I had a girlfriend this past year, but she broke it up cuz she's going away to some fancy school. You got a boyfriend? Anyone as cute as you surely must." "Uh, no. Um, not right now," Michelle replied glancing up at him again and flattered with his compliments and trying to think of cool things to say so he wouldn't think her some little girl. And she thought on what he said about no girlfriend currently. That was interesting. "Oh, well that will no doubt change quickly, for sure when high school starts again." "Oh, uh, I..I hope," Michelle responded wondering why she was getting tongue-tied as well as afraid of correcting his misunderstanding of her real age. She was now thinking that Rob was certainly handsomer than she had imagined or remembered seeing him only once before at that family get together when she was, um, somebody older. Or was that a dream, too? She wasn't that sure anymore. "I heard the place we're having dinner has a dance band. Maybe we could get together and practice our dancing a little so at the reception we'll look like we know what we're doing." "Uh, I.I think that would be really nice. Thank you," Michelle smiled at him, liking him more and more as the moments went on. She wondered what were the problems some people seemed to have with him. He certainly was polite and considerate and friendly. And she liked how he was treating her. At dinner, Michelle was seated between Rob and Bettina, a 13 yr old, rich, snotty, daughter of a close friend of the groom's parents. Rob seemed to know her a little. Bettina treated Michelle as somebody of lower social standing, but since Michelle appeared to look up to Bettina seeming to acknowledge Bettina's status, she allowed her as an acceptable for now acquaintance. Michelle barely spoke, listening to Bettina go on and on about herself, with Rob doing the same but in a far more pleasant manner. As things quieted down after the dinner and the toasts and all, the band started up in the next room. To Michelle's surprise, Rob asked Bettina to dance and she gladly accepted, giving Michelle a little smirk as she got up that nobody else saw. Michelle felt a little hurt and probably a little jealous because she wondered why Rob would go off with Bettina after talking at the rehearsal about them dancing. They didn't return after the next number, which made Michelle even more upset. She was now wondering if what she had heard about Rob was right, that he could be a problem at times. But after about ten or fifteen minutes more, he came back by himself, smiling at Michelle and asked. "So, would you like to dance a little?" Michelle took a breath and basically forgetting all the bad things she had been thinking about Rob, replied, "Sure. Um, where's Bettina?" "Oh, she had to go to the rest room. She should be back in a few minutes. Well, come on!" He took her hand as she was starting to get up and began gently pulling her along. Although still feeling a little shy about going with him, she sort of liked that a little as he said, "Just so you know, I asked Bettina first cuz she's a family friend and I felt I had to so my Mom and Dad would stay off my case. And mostly," he turned and smiled at Michelle. "because I'm sure you really know how to dance, and I wanted to practice a little so I didn't look foolish out there with you." "Um, I don't know if I'm that good," Michelle replied, satisfied with his answer and completely forgetting her doubts. Bettina was returning as they were walking to the dance floor and even though Michelle smiled at her and said, "Hi!, Bettina didn't look at either of them, having a very sullen expression on her face. Michelle wondered what that meant, but shrugged her shoulders as she and Rob got to the dance floor. The couple then danced staying in view of the people at the several tables and the adults who knew them looked at them saying how cute they appeared as a couple, and making suggestions that there could be another wedding between the two families. Michelle felt a little self-conscious out there, but she had always liked dancing from before, so she stayed with it and began enjoying it a little. After the first number as people stopped paying attention, Rob skillfully moved them into the crowd, and halfway through that number, pulled Michelle off the dance floor and outside to a patio area that nobody was using. A side parking lot could be seen in the distance. "I hope you don't mind. I just thought we could come out here for a few moments, enjoy the evening and the stars and all, and maybe get to know one another a little better, cuz you sure are really pretty." "Oh, um, thank you. It was getting a little noisy and crowded in there. This is nice." He was still holding her hand and she didn't seem to mind at all. It was a pleasant night and the stars were certainly bright with a small crescent moon just above the western horizon. "Yes it is, and you're really a nice girl. I can tell. Just like my brother thinks your sister is really nice." Michelle blushed a little at that compliment, trying to think of something to say, but only a quiet. "Oh," came out. "You know, I don't have a girlfriend now. Would you like to be my girlfriend? You being so nice and all?" Now Michelle was blushing even a little more as she stammered. "Um, I don't know, I mean, I like you and all, but...." "We could try it for the summer. I know we go to different schools, and we don't live close, but I'm not that far away. We could maybe take in a movie, or go to one of the carnivals around here. See if we like it. What do you say? I'd really like it." Michelle was shaking just a little, hoping Rob wouldn't notice. He was handsome, and seemed very nice, and he was her sister's soon to be husband's younger brother. It certainly sounded okay. And going to those places with a boyfriend? That seemed sort of cool. "Say you will, please?" he sounded so cute with what looked like his honest heartfelt feelings. "O...okay," Michelle smiled a little as she gave in, scared in a way, but sort of happy, too. She couldn't see any real problem with it, she probably wouldn't see him that much. Oh, she'd talk to him on the phone, and it couldn't last, but thinking about having a boyfriend sounded like a fun idea. He then did something she wasn't prepared for at all, as he got a big goofy grin and said, "Wow, thank you, that's great!" He then leaned over and kissed her on the lips - which she quickly realized was her first boy-girl kiss. As the shock faded rapidly, she found it thrilling, which was so far the greatest surprise she had experienced since she saw herself in the mirror earlier. "Oh!" was all she could say. "Did you like it?" Rob asked a little sheepishly looking with that appealing grin. Michelle could do nothing but quietly say as she first looked down then lifted her eyes to meet his and smiled back. "Yes." "That's why I wanted you to be my girlfriend. I think you're a very special girl, who I like an awful lot." "Oh, um, I like you, too." "Hey, my brother's friend's van is parked over in there," he pointed to the side lot not that far away. "It's a really cool van; l'd like you to see it. Alan, and Dan and I've had some good times in it." "Um, okay, I guess," Michelle replied as Rob pulled her along, having not let go of her hand yet. When they got there, she could see that it was one of those custom type small vans. He opened the side door with a key, and it was very expensively and luxuriously furnished, with a couch, some chairs, a wet bar and small fridge. Him having a key seemed certainly impressive to her. "Come on, let's get in, it's all right, we can just sit and talk." He smiled at her and stepped up into it, saying. "Here keep hold, and I'll pull you up." In a moment they were in the van with the door closed and sitting on the very comfortable small couch with lots of pillows. "See? It's really nice in here, isn't it?" "Uh huh," she replied. Rob proceeded to talk about himself and things he had done, sort of bragging a little. Michelle wondered if some of his adventures were made up to impress girls, but she had no way of knowing for sure. After a few moments, he asked. "Would you like something to drink? A cola or fruit juice? They're all carbonated, so they're really bubbly, but they taste really good." "Um, sure, fruit juice, I guess, thank you." He jumped up immediately, went to the fridge and got two bottles out and poured each into a cup. She couldn't see what the bottles were, but assumed they were some fruity type drink. "Here you go," he said as he sat down and handed her one which was only about half full. She took a sip. "It is bubbly, isn't it?" "Like I said, but really good, too, don't you think?" She took some more and it had an odd flavor to it, but tasted all right, and said, "Mmmm hmmm, it is." "All right, so, like at dinner tonight, I'm going to make a toast, to your sister and my brother, may they have a very happy wedding and marriage and life together." They both took a drink as Rob said, "Now you make one." Michelle giggled a little saying. "I've got to be careful or I'll get the hiccups." "Go ahead, make one." "Okay, um, may all couples, those in love and just friends have good times together." "That's a good one," Rob said as they both drained their cups. He reached over and filled hers half way again. Michelle was having fun, and was a little more relaxed. The drink was a nice idea, and it seemed to be helping alleviate some of her concerns she had had about getting back to the others. "Okay, one more from me, and we finish our cups," Rob said, and before she could respond, he continued. "to friendships, may they become more." He was sitting to her left and as he made the toast and he slipped his right arm to the back of the couch behind her. He put his cup to his lips and looked over at Michelle motioning for her to follow. She did and they finished. He took the cup from her saying. "You know, I do like you a lot, more than most other girls I've been friends with, cuz you nice and sweet and pretty, and smart." He now turned more towards her and with his free left arm, let his hand gently move to her thigh, resting it there. She barely noticed as she was looking up at him looking back at her with a nice smile and friendly manner. She felt she should say something nice in return. "I think you're nice too, Rob, and you've done so many things, and all." He continued as he dropped his right arm to her shoulder cupping it very gently. "I really like you a lot, Michelle, it's so nice to sit her with you, just us talking about things. Tho I'll just bet you've been kissed by a lot of guys before, haven't you?" She blushed a little as she responded, "Um, no, uh, not really." "A pretty girl like you needs a kiss, and lots of them over time." He simultaneously leaned over and gently pulled her to him and they kissed again. This time she sort of returned it. While they were embraced like this, he slowly began slipping his hand up her dress. She pulled back from the kiss and said, "Rob, I'm not, um, uh, I don't think..." "It's all right, I just want to make you feel good like I am," he said as he slowly continued. She really wasn't at all sure about this, but was feeling sensations she'd (or even Mike!) never experienced before. His delivery was oh, so smooth (like Michelle vaguely remembered she had as Mike), which calmed her a little. Soon his hand was on her panties and he was continuing to rub around, and she began breathing hard, and was obviously responding to his touches, while inside the feeling kept growing that there was something not quite right about this, but the sensations she was getting were so great she let him, and continued experiencing them. But, then finally realizing that it really wasn't a good thing, before he did any more, she grabbed his hand and pulled it away and said, "We shouldn't be doing this. I want you to stop." He shrugged and pulled his hand back and without flinching in the least told her. "I was only trying to make you feel as good as I do being here with such a pretty girl. And you did seem to like it, I could tell. You know, boyfriends and girlfriends do a little more than just kiss, sometimes. I don't mean anything serious or bad, but just things that we like. You did like it, didn't you?" Michelle thought about it for a moment. "Um, yes, I guess, but we still shouldn't." "You know, I think if you think about it for a while, you'll realize how nice it is. But I won't push you. Just let me know. Okay?" Michelle sighed a little, thinking that, well, he isn't being mean or demanding, and said, "Okay." He smiled and gave her a little short peck of a kiss on the lips. "Tell you what, there is something you can do for me, that I'll really, really like. It's something very special that only girlfriends can do for their boyfriends that tell them how much they like them. I mean, since I just made you feel really good, I just want the same back. Could you do that for me? It's really easy and not hard or bad at all. Could you?" "I...I suppose," she replied, not sure what she might be getting herself into, but she felt strangely light headed, and decided to see how things went. She admitted that she was enjoying everything right now. Almost as soon as she had agreed, he gently put her on her knees in front of him telling. "Now, I know you'll really like it as much as I will and it's what my previous girlfriends happily did for me and they were just as nice as you are." With that, he stood up and as he proceeded to drop his pants, he said, "Now just trust me about this, I'm only thinking of your happiness." And that phrase hit her hard as she realized it was almost what Mike had said in situations like this. She quickly realized what was happening and jumped up and said, "Stop this now! You're a terrible person, and a mean boy. You open the door right now and I'm going back to the party. You can come with me or not." She stood her ground as she now understood exactly what he had been doing, knowing everything before was all just a ploy to get her here. He quickly pulled up his pants and was a little indignant calling her a baby which did very little to change her feelings. "Um, how old are you, Michelle?" he casually asked. She looked at him directly and said, "I'm eleven and I'll be starting 6th grade this fall." His faced whitened as he bounded up and opened the door saying. "Please, I am so sorry, I thought...." He paused and continued as they started walking back to the party with Michelle in front of him not waiting in the least. "Look, I thought you were older, you know, like Bettina, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. Just having fun, you know? Please, don't say anything, I'll get in trouble...and.and you might too." She turned to him thinking on it and said, "Okay, but if you say anything to anyone, I'll tell my sister and your mom and dad, and I'll say you wanted lots more." "Don't worry, I won't tell a soul," and he meant it as he knew not only would his parents get all over him, he would be chastised by his friends if they knew he was with an 11 year old. He was secretly relieved she had stopped it all when she did. While she also agreed, it was mostly because she didn't want anyone knowing what all happened as it wouldn't be good for her either. She then realized it certainly wasn't fair at all, and the girl really got the worst of everything because of problems like this. He took her back to the party where people were just starting to get a little worried about what had happened to them, but Rob said they just walked around and talked and Michelle supported him. She was quiet the rest of the night, although once when he was gone from the table, probably looking for another girl to take advantage of, Bettina said, "Michelle, between you me, I really don't like Rob at all. He isn't very nice." Michelle decided not to follow up, and nodding at her and smiling said, "Uh huh." She wondered how many girls he would take advantage of before someone put him in his place. She feared an awful lot. And with that obvious confirmation, as Michelle could imagine what may have happened, she decided that she didn't like him in the least, either. The thought came to her that Rob had also used Bettina to make her jealous so that when he came back for her, she would be more responsive to his suggestions. And all his compliments were probably just to lessen her concerns about him so he could try more with her. She then determined that what Rob was wanting, was real

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