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Jessica's Story - Part 23 Sally and Carol arrived 15 minutes later, and were soon sat in the living room. "So, what's this problem?" asked Sally. "To be simple, a homophobe," said Julia. "Ok, but you find them everywhere," said Carol. "So, I take it that this homophobe knows about you?" "Not yet," said Anne. "But she could, and that is where the problems come in." "Explain all then," said Carol. "Well, this homophobe is the mother of one of our daughters' friends," said Anne. "Her son has not long become friends with our Edward." "I suppose she told you about her homophobia?" asked Carol. "In a way," said Anne. "She really hasn't got much to fear from her side, but her opinions stem from the possibility of gays coming from families where one sex outweighs the other." "What do you mean?" asked Carol. Even Sally was puzzled. "In her opinion, a boy who lives with a family of girls will become effeminate, and effeminate boys are all gay to her," said Anne. "Where did she learn that?!" asked Carol. "Apparently, a number of gay comedians came from such families," said Anne. "Or so she says." "Good grief!" said Carol shaking her head. "She is an idiot! So, in her eyes, all gay men cross dress and speak with lisps?" "This is why homophobes usually hate transpeople too," said Sally. "They see all crossdressers as gay." "If this woman came to a club like mine, she would find that most of the men dress like any straight man does. The same can be said for lesbians too, as we can all prove," said Carol. "But back to your problem," said Sally. "I take it, that should she discover your relationship, she'll likely stop her children from seeing yours?" "Yes," said Anne. Carol and Sally just looked at one another. "Unless you can cure her of her phobia, there is nothing you can do, except try and hide your relationship," said Carol. "But can we?" asked Julia. "If this Pam comes round and finds both of us here, what then?" "She'll think that her children will come out gay if they spend too long with us," said Anne. "As I've said, this Pam, if that is her name, is an idiot," said Carol. "You cannot influence a child's sexuality." "Except if you brainwash them with homophobic ideals," said Julia. "And what if that child discovered they are gay?" asked Carol. "They want a gay relationship, but find themselves conflicted due to the lessons they've been taught." "It's the same with transpeople," said Sally. "We are who we are." "I know," sighed Anne. She remembered how it all began with Jessica. "Don't beat yourself up love," said Sally. "It was mainly that bastard brother of mine who was at fault." "So, unless you can convince this Pam that her children are not going to be gay by being with you, don't come out to her," said Carol. "Coming out is so much harder when you know the answer before hand." Anne was now aware that she was in a no win situation if it came to letting Pam know. She decided to let the subject drop and turned it to one much more happier. "Oh, on a lighter note, here's the dress that the girls have chosen," said Anne, offering them the catalogue. "That's perfect," said Sally. "They'll look angelic! But Michelle and Emma will need to see them too." "I know," said Anne. "Let's hope they don't choose another." "Well, I am taking Carol up there next week," said Sally. "So, I can take the catalogue with us." "Good idea," said Julia. "Oh dear, it looks like you're wanted." The girls had entered the room, Jessica was holding up a book. Even Edward now looked towards Sally with expectation. The adults just smiled as Sally got up, took the book and led them upstairs. "Child magnet," smiled Carol. "This is what makes me want to have kids. Seeing her busy!" "She already has a full time job," said Anne. "I know, but raising children is something else," said Carol. "I might just retire and enjoy motherhood!" "You mean you would give up your club?" asked Julia. "I might," said Carol. "Ever since I've got back with Sally, I've wanted to devote my time to her, and the club just gets in the way of that." "But what if Sally decides to give up her job?" asked Anne. "I have the stronger case," said Carol. "As you know, we do intend on having children, and I'm the one who will be doing the 9 month stint." "You have a problem?" asked Anne. "I have no problem doing it, but I know Sally does," sighed Carol. Sally couldn't become pregnant, and Carol felt sorry for her. Sally wanted children more than her, and this fact, born of her being transsexual, hurt her. "If anyone wants a baby bump, it's Sally," said Carol. "I would gladly give her one of my eggs if we could make it happen." "Just be thankful that you can have children," said Julia. "I speak on Anne's behalf as well as mine, by saying that you and Sally will make great parents." Anne nodded. "Thank you so much. After all, you reunited me with Sally, so I'm forever in your debt," said Carol. "Don't mention it," said Anne. * * * Sally and Carol stopped for dinner that day. Sally was partly relieved that the first Harry Potter book had been completed. However, the girls were quick to get the second book from the shelf. "I'll start on that book after the half term holiday," she told them over dinner. "I am going to see your cousins over the holiday, and I'm going to show them the dress that you've chosen for the wedding." "Can't we come with you?" asked Jessica. "I want to see Michelle again." "I would like to, but there is no where for you to stay," said Sally. "Have you received any photos of the baby yet?" asked Helen. "No, not yet. Why?" replied Sally. "Just wondering," said Helen. "We haven't had any yet," said Anne. "Not that we're in a hurry for photos." "They'll send them when they're ready," said Sally. "Liz probably wants a few days rest first." "With a newborn baby, she'll be lucky," smiled Anne. "I remember my lot when they were babies." "Surely, if you're going up there next week, you'll be seeing the baby in the flesh," said Julia. "It will give you another chance to cradle a baby in your arms," said Helen. Sally just smiled at the thought. Carol placed a hand on hers and started stroking it. "We'll be parents." After dinner, Sally asked if they could have the catalogue now. "Go ahead, take it," said Anne. "We've got plenty of time to decide." Sally and Carol headed back to their home not long after, and upon arriving, Sally pondered. "Will we need a bigger house?" she asked Carol. "If we do have a family?" "Maybe if we have two or three children," said Carol. "But I'm sure this place is big enough for now." Since moving in, the only improvement to the house was Sally's old single bed being swapped for a double bed. And despite the extra room provided by a bigger bed, they still slept together snuggled up close. Thanks to reduced dosages of oestrogen, Sally was able to enjoy the pleasures of sex, a pleasure best enjoyed with someone you love. "But are you sure about selling the club?" asked Sally. "Not immediately, but I am considering it," said Carol. "I've been in the game for a while now, and I just want to settle down now, with the woman I love." She went over to her and gave her a kiss. "I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me?" she added. "Taking a shower has become more interesting since you moved in," smiled Sally. "Count me in." They were both soon upstairs in their bedroom, stripping off and getting ready to get soaked with hot water. Carol had been the first person to see Sally fully naked, and she liked what she saw. "Whoever did your surgery, did a good job," she said. "You've also got one deliciously squeezable set of breasts." "They're for your eyes only," smiled Sally. "Any more Bond references?" said Carol, who was also naked now. "We have all the time in the world," said Sally. "On Her Majesty's Secret Service." "I know the film," said Carol. "Oh come on, lets get all steamy." She took Sally by the hand and led her to the shower. A while later, they were back in the bedroom getting dried and dressed. "Sal, your niece Jessica, what has she got coming as far as treatment is concerned?" asked Carol. "For now, nothing," said Sally. "They won't prescribe hormones till she is older. First, she'll be put on testosterone blockers, to stop her having a male puberty, but she'll have to wait till 16 before the oestrogen is prescribed." "So, she'll have completed secondary school before she has breasts?" said Carol. Sally just nodded. "I hope to help her there. My store supplies breast forms and bum/hip enhancers. Everything that a crossdresser needs to look feminine." "She'll need those if she is to cope," said Carol. "It's going to be tough for her watching all the other girls, aside from her sisters, developing breasts while she won't," said Sally. "But I'll be there for her." "I know you will, my love," said Carol. "I'll pop the kettle on when I'm finished dressing." "You do that love," said Sally. * * * Jessica, Sandra and Kelly were all keen to see Rachel at school next day. They were a close group of friends and the prospect of any of them being forced out was certainly not on their "to do" list. "Hi Rachel, how's your mommy?" asked Jessica as they met in the playground first thing. "She's ok. Why?" asked Rachel. "We don't want to lose you as a friend," said Kelly. "Who said I didn't want to be your friend?" said Rachel, sounding offended. "Your mommy might stop you from seeing us if she finds out about our mommies being in love," said Jessica. "But why?" asked Rachel. "She thinks it will be a bad infooence," said Kelly. "Influence," corrected Jessica. "So, what can I do about it?" asked Rachel. "Stop her from finding out about our mommies," said Kelly. "But how?" asked Rachel. "Any way you can!" said Jessica. "Ok, I'll try," said Rachel, though it was clear by her face that she didn't have a clue. "Oh, and our brother wants Charlie at his birthday party," said Jessica. "But wouldn't that mean my mom finding out?" asked Rachel. "It might," said Kelly. "If Charlie goes, I want to come too," said Rachel. "Of course," said Jessica. "Oh, hello Lisa." Lisa was late on the scene and was keen to know what all the talking was about. Jessica and Kelly filled her in. "Why should Rachel be punished for something she hasn't done?" she said afterwards. "But it sounds like our mommies are being punished instead," said Kelly. "There goes the bell," said Jessica. "Better not be late for class." Back at home, news of a different sort was reaching them. Julia had answered the phone with the caller asking for Anne Smith. "I'm sorry, but she is at work at the moment," said Julia. "You'll have to call back later." "Ok, but who is it I am speaking to?" asked the man who had called. "I'm not saying," said Julia. "Until you tell me what you want." "We're Bailey's Solicitors, calling on behalf of a Mr A. Brook," replied the man. "Now tell us who you are?" "I'm the housekeeper," said Julia. "I see," said the man. "Well, we need to speak to Ms Brook as soon as possible." "I'll tell her you called," said Julia. "Goodbye." She put down the phone and went to Helen. "Who was it?" asked Helen. "Solicitors. They want to speak to Anne. It concerns a Mr A. Brook," said Julia. "That's her ex, right?" "It is indeed," said Helen. "Obviously, he believes he has a chance to withdraw the payments he makes." "But can they prove that Anne and I are getting wed?" asked Julia. "That is what they called you for," said Helen. "Anne could deny it." When Anne came home later that evening, she got in touch with the solicitors. "Yes, this is Anne speaking, though my surname is Smith now," she said. "Your ex-husband contacted us concerning a possibility that you are in an affair," said the man. "So? What if I am? I am single now," said Anne. "If your relationship leads to marriage.," began the man. "I know what it means!" said Anne. "That ex of mine wishes to stop payments! Well, he can if he wishes. I have found someone and we do intend to marry! And if he sends me one more abusive letter, I'll see that he gets arrested for harassment!" "He sent you an abusive letter?" asked the man. "Any chance of us getting a copy?" Anne swallowed hard. She might have had a chance to hurt Adam more had she not burned the letter. "I'm sorry, but I destroyed it," sighed Anne. "I see," said the man. "So, you are in a relationship, with intent to marry?" "Yes!" said Anne. "Well, Mr Brook is entitled to cancel all payments forthwith. Do you have any objections?" "No," said Anne. "But tell me, is the 1 mile restriction still in place?" "As far as I know," said the man. "Because if he steps within 1 mile of my house, I will kill him!" said Anne coldly. "Now, good day!" She slammed the phone down. "You ok?" asked Julia. "It's done. The bastard can withdraw his payments!" said Anne. She broke down into tears. Julia put her arms around her to console her. "It's ok my love. You have me, and you have some beautiful children," she said, kissing her on the cheek. Anne just smiled weakly before leaning in and sharing a kiss with her. * * * Anne recovered soon after. She had been expecting this, but the arrival of this news still hurt. "If I hadn't have burned that letter!" she said. "I may have thwarted him." "But with what the letter said, who can blame you for destroying it?" said Julia. "It does mean that all ties to that son of mine are now severed," said Helen. "Yes, that Adam is now in the past," said Julia. "Just focus on the future, our future." Anne smiled and held her hand. "I think that I might have dumped him for you anyway," she said. "Well, he dumped you," said Helen. "And that makes all the difference." "What really makes the difference is that Jessica can be herself," said Anne. "She opened my eyes for me." Over dinner, the girls made it known that they had told Rachel about the problem with Pam. "Rachel won't tell her mommy about you," said Jessica. "She wants us to be her friends forever." "And she wants to come to Edward's party too," said Kelly. "Will Charlie come?" asked Edward, upon hearing mention of his party. "I'm sure he will come," said Anne. Edward smiled. "It would be so much easier if Pam dropped them off at our house rather than stayed with them here," said Julia. "Yvonne has always been okay with dropping Lisa off here," said Anne. "And for the party in March, we were the only parents involved." "What might be an idea, is to invite the girls around here more often," said Helen. "Julia can always wait upstairs while they arrive." "Of course, they would just assume that Kelly had been dropped off already," said Anne. "We can always arrange a visit over the half term holiday." "What about sooner?" asked Helen. "This weekend for instance?" With still a further week at school after this one, the half term break was still a way off. The following day, Rachel told Jessica and Kelly that her mom had given the all clear for her to attend Edward's party, along with her brother Charlie. "What is your mommy doing? Staying with you or leaving you with us?" asked Kelly. "She hasn't said," said Rachel. "Oh, and this is for Lisa too," said Jessica. "Do you want to come round on Saturday?" "Sure," said Lisa. "See how much room Goldilocks has taken." Kelly wasn't sure if that was meant to have been kind or not. Lisa noticed this and smiled apologetically. "I'll have to ask my mom and dad," said Rachel. "But they should say yes." Miss Abbot was keen to point out that they would be taking swimming lessons again after half term. This excited a lot of the class, some of whom were already getting good at it. For the one group of girls, it meant concealing one of their group from prying eyes. Though Jessica was no longer in any danger of being outed, since nobody suspected her, the other girls remained vigilant. Swimming was usually done instead of PE. For PE, they used the Infant assembly hall or the playground. They changed into their PE kits in the classroom. There was no sex segregation and boys learned alongside girls. Changing into her kit never really posed any problem for Jessica, as she never had to remove any clothing other than her t-shirt, skirt and sweater. The PE kit consisted of a pleated skirt, t-shirt and a pair of sports pumps. For the past few weeks, she had been tying her hair back in a ponytail. Her first year at school as Jessica was not far from over, and it had been a success. There was no doubt that she would get through the final 4 years without problem. By the time the end of the week came, she and her sisters were preparing for a visit from their friends. The question on everyone's mind was whether Pam would be staying for a while or just dropping her children off. When the time came for their arrival, Julia went upstairs and stayed in her room. It didn't matter about Kelly being seen, for they could always claim that she had arrived early. This was only to fool Pam, as Yvonne was now aware of Julia and Kelly now living there. With Anne at work, Helen was left in charge of answering the door. This proved critical. Pam was the last to arrive, and with Yvonne having dropped off Lisa, Helen and Julia were still the only adults in the house. When she did, the sight of Helen opening the door did the trick. "Hello Pam. Brought Rachel and Charlie, I see?" said Helen. "Yes. I'm sure you'll manage with them?" she replied. "I cope with 3, so I imagine so," said Helen. "Ok kids, be good for Mrs Brook," said Pam, hugging them in turn. "See you later." Helen stepped aside and let them in. She then watched as Pam returned to her car. "I think she is scared of me," she thought to herself. She took this thought with her into the living room where Charlie was already talking to Edward. "She's gone!" she called upstairs. This prompted Julia to come downstairs. "So, she didn't bother coming in?" she asked. "No," said Helen. "I think she's scared of me." * * * Julia was intrigued and sat in the kitchen to hear more. The girls had all gathered upstairs to play. The boys were in the living room. "So, what makes you think that?" asked Julia. "When I answered the door, she looked at me as though the sight of me made her feel uncomfortable," said Helen. "She couldn't get away quick enough." "But you're not gay?" asked Julia. "No, but when she was round here the other day, I mentioned it to her that my daughter is gay," said Helen. "Sensing that she might try and persuade me to outcast her, I immediately put her in her place, telling her that her homophobic opinions are not welcome here." "That's probably it then. She doesn't want to be somewhere where her opinions are going to be shunned," said Julia. "Or with someone who is not interested," said Helen. "So, as long as you're here, she won't come in?" asked Julia. "This sounds good." "Seems so," said Helen. Upstairs, Rachel was being spared any questions on her mom. For now, all talk was once again on swimming lessons after the holiday and what they could possibly do over the week long break. Rachel had decided to see what it was like sitting on the top bunk, and was sitting up there with Kelly. Jessica and Lisa joined Sandra on her bed. This way, they could talk to Rachel and Kelly. "Oh, mommy printed this out the other week," said Jessica. "It's the story I wrote." "With mommy's help," said Sandra. Jessica looked to the others, hoping for them to ask her to read it. They didn't say anything, but looked at her in expectation. So, Jessica read the story aloud to them. Once she had finished, the other girls clapped. "That was a very good story!" said Lisa. "But it might have been better had you stayed a princess." "But she is a princess," said Rachel. "And she got married at the end, just like any other fairy tale." After they had discussed the story thoroughly, going over their favourite parts, Lisa decided to ask about how their cousins were getting on. They had heard about their new baby cousin being born on Kelly's birthday. "So, have you heard from your cousins?" asked Rachel. "Jessica spoke to one on the phone a few weeks ago," said Sandra. "It was Michelle," said Jessica. "She's going to school as a girl in September." "Good for her!" said Lisa. "She must be very happy." "She is," said Jessica. "But she wants her hair longer." "Don't we all?" asked Rachel. "But if I remember, didn't you say that her sister was waiting for her hair to catch up?" "Yes, I remember," said Lisa. "That is where you got the idea for us to wait for your hair." "And I repeat it again, Jessica's hair will look better than all ours," said Rachel. "Do you like Jessica or something?" asked Sandra. "I don't keep telling her that my hair is longer," replied Rachel. "And once my hair is down to my bum, I might never get it cut again." "Jessica's hair is nice though," agreed Lisa. She started playing with it, Jessica being happy to let her. Talking was stopped for a while as Julia called them downstairs for sandwiches. They sat in the living room and ate them, while watching Edward and Charlie continue to play with the train set. "Doesn't he ever get tired of that?" asked Sandra. "He plays with it nearly every day." "What about your dolls?" asked Helen, coming to Edward's defense. "He'll have to start playing with it in his room soon," said Julia. "It's getting too big for in here." "Wait till he gets older, he'll want an electric one," said Helen. Edward's room, formerly Jessica's, had altered little since its former owner moved out. Edward slept in a proper bed now, and the walls were covered in posters of his favourite characters. He still kept the toy cars that had once belonged to Jessica and sometimes played with them instead. Having eaten their sandwiches and drunk their pop, the girls headed back upstairs for further playing and talking. With Rachel's birthday being the next amongst them, and that being in September, there was a long wait for further use of their princess dresses. It didn't stop them talking about them though. It did lead to the topic of bridesmaid dresses, which left Kelly, Jessica and Sandra with the task of just describing their chosen outfit with words. Sally had taken the catalogue home with her the other day. "I want to see the pictures," sighed Rachel. "It sounds such a nice dress." "Wish we had a wedding coming up," said Lisa. "It sounds fun being a bridesmaid." There wasn't any doubt that their friends would want to see photos of them in their bridesmaid outfits. But, with the wedding being still many weeks away, it would be a long wait. Soon, the time came for the girls to go home. As a precaution, Julia waited upstairs once more. It turned out to be a good idea too, as Pam was the first to arrive. Helen led Rachel and Charlie to the front door to meet her. Again, she seemed keen to keep any meeting with Helen short as possible. "I don't bite," said Helen. "Unless crossed." Pam said nothing to that. She just thanked Helen for looking after them and led them back to her car. Soon, Yvonne arrived to fetch Lisa. With that, the guests were gone. All that was required was for Anne to return from work * * * When she did, Helen and Julia told her the latest development in the problems with Pam. "So, she won't enter the house while you're here?" asked Anne. "Well, that is good, but we still need to be careful. There are other ways that our relationship could be revealed to her." It certainly made the plans for Edward's party a little easier, if Pam was reluctant to spend time with Helen. "All we need to do is be careful we don't bump into her while we go shopping," continued Anne. "If such an instance came along, you could just say that you had met up and decided to talk," suggested Helen. Anne and Julia agreed that that was one good idea. But further talk was left till after dinner. While dinner was being prepared, they received a phone call. Anne, uncertain of who it could be, answered the phone with caution. But she needn't have worried: it was Sally. "Have you checked your email yet?" asked Sally. "No, not today," replied Anne. "Why?" "Well, I've been checking mine every evening after work and well, I've been sent photos of our new nephew!" replied Sally. "Oh, I'll have to go and check mine then. Helen will certainly want to take a look," said Anne. "Oh, by the way, had any more problems with that homophobe?" asked Sally. "We had the childrens' friends over, and she refused to come in," said Anne. "Afraid of Helen, it seems." "Afraid of my mom?!" replied Sally. "I didn't know she was a monster?" "She isn't," said Anne. "She just refuses to hate gays, that's all." "Well, just make sure she doesn't find out about you," said Sally. "Beware the wounded animal." "Ok, I will," said Anne. "I'll go to my computer now. Bye then." "Bye," said Sally. Anne put the phone down and went upstairs to switch on the computer. "Who was it?" asked Helen. "Sally. She's had photos of the baby!" replied Anne. Helen followed her upstairs, but found herself waiting for the computer to boot up. Anne wasted no time in logging in to check her email. Sure enough, there was one from John, with a few photos attached. She was soon looking at them and admiring them with Helen. "Oh, he looks adorable!" said Helen. "Another fine addition to the family." "Girls! Come and have a look at your new cousin," called Anne. Soon, all three girls were standing by the computer. Anne had set the photos so that they nearly filled the whole screen. The first photo showed just Liz with baby Andrew in her arms. The next few showed her flanked by her other children. This gave Kelly her first glimpse not only of Andrew, but of James too. "So that is James?" she asked. "He does look like a boy boy." "Michelle is looking pretty as always," smiled Jessica, showing admiration for her favourite cousin. "Emma looks nice. Has she had her hair done?" asked Sandra. "Looks like it," said Anne. "As has your Aunty Liz, by the looks of things." The girls looked closer at both Liz and Emma and noticed that their hair was not as straight as they had remembered it. They agreed that they both looked very pretty. "I'm saving these to my pen drive and taking them to the chemist," said Anne, removing a small USB drive from the desk draw. She decided to leave the photos on screen for a while longer, just so that Julia and Edward could have a look too. They were still downstairs and had to be called up. After all had had enough of the photos, Anne switched off the computer and headed back downstairs to continue with dinner. Kelly was now talking eagerly about her new family in her room with Jessica and Sandra while they waited. "If Emma has had her hair styled, how come Michelle hasn't?" she asked. "Michelle wears a wig," said Jessica. "Maybe they couldn't style it?" "She still looks nice though," said Sandra. "I just can't wait to see her again," said Jessica. "When I spoke to her on the phone, she sounded very happy." "Of course she is happy," said Sandra. "She is starting school in September. She doesn't have to be a boy anymore!" "She isn't a boy," said Jessica. "She is a girl with a...a..." "Willy?" added Kelly. Jessica just nodded. She just couldn't find the courage to mention the boy part. "And I hope you get them right next time," said Sandra to Kelly. "I will," said Kelly. "Emma has light brown hair." "Emma has dark brown hair, just like me!" said Jessica. "Michelle has light brown hair." "She's done it again," sighed Sandra. "You'll never get them right." Kelly looked ashamed. "I will remember them, I promise." "Ok, but the baby was cute!" said Sandra, now turning attention to the newest family member. "I can't wait to see him," said Jessica. "He looked really nice!" But for now, their first opportunity to see their new cousin would be in August. It was only approaching the end of May. * * * The last week at school before the half term holiday was an eventful one, which kept the girls happy, even if it was more work. Miss Abbot, their teacher, was giving them a spelling test at the end of the week, with the promise that she would be testing them again after the holiday. But Friday wasn't just about the spelling test, it was about baking. Miss Abbot had brought the portable oven (a small oven on a trolley) into the class room as she was going to help them make gingerbread men. They had arrived in class to find mixing bowls and spoons on their tables. "Ok, today we are making gingerbread men, or girls. I have cutters for both available," she said. "What about the spelling test, miss?" asked one of the boys. "You'll be doing it later, and I hope you have all been practising," replied Miss Abbot. "Now, back to the gingerbread. Now, I'm hoping we have enough ingredients for you to make at least 6 each. Later today, you can decorate them with icing." But the lesson began only after the children had put on aprons and had washed their hands. This wasn't their first cooking lesson, so they knew the drill about this. Miss Abbot would then come round and dish out pre- measured quantities of the ingredients. The children just waited till she had dished them all out. Only then, did she let them begin. She had a set of ingredients herself, so she could demonstrate the recipe to them. Then, the children would set about making their own. "I wish we could do this more often," said Kelly. "It's fun." "Perhaps its a fun lesson, done as a special treat," said Lisa. "We have got the spelling test later." "So, what will you be doing, boys or girls?" asked Jessica. "I think 3 boys and 3 girls," said Lisa. "I might do all girls," said Kelly. The first part of the cooking lesson needed them to make the dough first. "Ok, once you've made it into a dough, I want you to roll it into a ball," said Miss Abbot. "Now, the balls will be put in the fridge for a short while." She proceeded to go round the class and wrap all the balls of gingerbread dough in clingfilm. She then put the names of each child on each one. Once that was done, she gathered them up and took them to the fridge, brought in along with the oven. "Ok, now wash your hands and we can do some writing while we wait," said Miss Abbot. As they lined up by the sink to wash their hands, Miss Abbot went about collecting the mixing bowls and spoons, and wiping the tables. "Ok, once you've washed your hands, collect a piece of writing paper and write down how you made the gingerbread dough," she said. "I've put some of the words on the blackboard for you." This was how cooking lessons went. The writing part was always done, as a way of the children showing that they had learned the recipe. Soon, before morning break, they were quickly writing down what they had done so far. After the break, they went about the next stage of the cooking lesson: rolling the dough out and making the gingerbread biscuits. "Ok, I've given each table 2 boy cutters and 2 girl cutters," said Miss Abbot. "Please don't fight over them." The dough balls did prove enough for 6 biscuits each, though Jessica decided to use the small amount she had left to make a baby biscuit. "How cute," said Lisa. The biscuits were to be baked during the dinner break. After dinner, they would be taking the spelling test before decorating the biscuits. "When we eat the biscuits, which are you going bite off first: arms, legs or head?" asked Rachel. "The head, then they won't feel the rest!" smiled Kelly. "You wicked girl!" giggled Lisa. "They're only biscuits," said Jessica. "But I might eat the feet first." After dinner, back in the classroom, they were soon made aware of the spelling test. "Ok, if we get this done without fuss, the more time you get to decorate your biscuits," said Miss Abbot. She was still waiting for the last of the biscuits to be finished in the oven. "Ok, 30 words. No peeking at others papers please!" she continued. She started to read off the 30 words, leaving a few seconds between each one. She looked at the biscuits in the oven while she did. It resulted in the test being interrupted as she removed the last few trays. Each tray had been labelled with a piece of baking paper with the child's name on it. The trays were now arranged round the side of the classroom to cool. She went through the words again before asking them to put their names on the papers and hand them in. She then started handing out the trays with the gingerbread biscuits. "Ok, I'll be handing out tubes of icing soon for you to use as decoration. Be careful that you don't squeeze them too hard," she said. The icing was in premade tubes and in various colours. Undoubtedly bought from a supermarket. She gave each table a set of 6 each: red, blue, yellow, green, white and brown. Soon, the children were busy decorating their biscuits. The girl biscuits had their heads shaped to make them have long hair. So, the girl biscuits got colourful dresses while the boy ones were given plain clothes. Once they had finished their decorating, they put the biscuits to one side so that the icing could set. They then set about writing the rest of their essay on the making of the biscuits. All the while, while they were doing this, Miss Abbot was marking their spelling tests. She then walked round the class handing the marked papers out. "Well done Jessica," she said as she gave Jessica her paper back. Jessica smiled at the score: 30/30. Kelly was disappointed, even if Miss Abbot praised her. She had got one word wrong. Lisa and Rachel had also got 29/30, though they had all failed on different words. "I got light wrong," sighed Kelly. "I can't believe I got traffic wrong," said Lisa. "It's two f's!" After giving out the papers, Miss Abbot gave them some lunchboxes to put their gingerbread biscuits in. Just as they were putting the biscuits away, the bell rang for home. "See you in a weeks time," said Miss Abbot. "Enjoy your holiday." They all filed out of the class to get their bags, saying goodbye to Miss Abbot as they went. Kelly and Jessica were soon meeting up with Sandra. They said goodbye to Lisa and Rachel and went off to find Julia.