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Friday started much like the rest of the week, although when I walked into the kitchen that morning, I wished the girls would be there with coffee, actually waking up with them next to me felt really nice. I never liked to live alone but that wasn't a good reason to get into a relationship, was it? Did I give more thought that I might be Erin for good? I did but there was little I could do about it. Not that it stopped me from thinking about it, but really, it didn't upset me as much as I thought it would. After my staff meeting, as lunchtime came around, I kept looking at the clock and the door. Finally, I grabbed Rika. She giggled as we ran to my car, knowing that I had successfully plotted my escape from the office. Ending up at a nice Mexican restaurant, I really enjoyed my lunch with her. Once we quit talking about work, Rika started talking a little, about what she went through growing up. Thankfully, her mother had been in her corner although her dad still had problems accepting the whole thing. In a weird sort of way, I understood a little of what Rika was going through, however because of the magic I still felt quite comfortable with my body. If it had been possible right then to share my enchantment with Rika, I would have. Instead, when we got back to the office, I immediately made a call to my insurance company telling them to add a few more items covered for our policy. With lunch out of the way and no strange visitors, my cell rang. I didn't even know I had Miranda's office programmed until I remembered that she happened to also be my doctor. "Hi Erin, I heard from my sister last night what my two stupid nieces might have done." "It's OK, Miranda, I'm not angry with them. Anyway, I don't think anything happened." "If it has, what do you think? I know we spoke a little when you came over for dinner but now it's been a few more days. How have you been?" "It's been strange, but good. Can't say that I never thought what it would be like to be a woman but to actually become one, never entered my mind. However, this has been quite an eye opening experience." "Good, I'm pleased we haven't done wrong by you. So quick question, would you mind watching the girls tonight. Tom actually won two tickets this morning to a basketball game and wants to take Kirk. He won some big dad points for winning those tickets." I knew the guys at work were talking endlessly about some big basketball event, playoffs, finals, or something. Even as Eric, I never paid much attention to sports. "I heard those tickets were almost impossible to get." "I know, it's like magic." She giggled. "Seriously, I have a meeting with the girls tonight. I won't be too late. Do you mind?" "Babysitting?" "That's what they call it." I could hear the amusement in her voice. "You don't have to but they were asking why Aunt Erin can't come over and play." Aunt Erin, how did I get to be an Aunt? "I'd love to but I'm not sure what to do." "I'll walk you through the basics, sweetie. The girls are actually very good. You just need to feed them, and put them to bed. I'll take care of their baths in the morning." "Ok, love to; tell them I'm ready for another Barbie adventure, as long as I get to play Franzilla again." She laughed. "I'll tell them that and thank you. Also, I would like to continue this discussion but somewhere a little more comfortable, Ok. So I'll see you in a few hours." I have always wanted children of my own, but right now, I had a warm feeling inside. Was this a maternal feeling? A strange thought passed my mind, of actually giving birth to my own. Moreover, what surprised me the most; it didn't bother me in the least. What I did know was I had a smile on my face the rest of the day. Stepping out of my car later that evening, I found three little girls jumping up and down on their front porch. Funny as it might seem, I was almost as excited as they were. After a big giggling hug, all three started talking to me at once. "Aunt Erin, Aunt Erin, come on, come on." Dragging me inside, directing me upstairs, Miranda intercepted the gaggle before they got far past the front door. "Ladies, you know the rules. I need to cover a few things with Aunt Erin before I go to my meeting." Nodding, they grabbed my hand taking me into the kitchen. Obviously well informed, they pointed out all of the important phone numbers on the refrigerator, and then pulled out several flyers for the pizza parlors in the neighborhood. Laughing, Miranda pushed them gently out of the kitchen. "Yes, good job. Next time, I'll let you three cover the important stuff." With the girls out of the room, Miranda went over the same information but in a more coherent manner. "Don't let them tell you they can stay up past 9pm. I'm only agreeing they can be up that late because there is a special 'Morgan' the Fairy Princess special on TV tonight." "Oh, good, I wouldn't want to miss that." I said, looking over at the girls who nodded in complete agreement. Getting a hug from Miranda, she kissed each girl one more time before leaving. "Now be good to your Aunt." Smiling, I closed the door and turned around. "Ok, so what's next?" After a fun evening of playing, eating pizza and watching the fairy princess rescue her Kingdom; I herded them upstairs. After some discussion, the girls decided upon wearing three extremely cute 'Thing One, Thing Two and Thing Three" nightgowns, before starting their evening bedtime ritual. Finally settling into their beds, I reached for a fairy princess book, not surprisingly another adventure of the Princess we watched tonight. Closing the door, after another round of good night kissing and hugs, I made my way back into the living room. Spending an evening with three very energetic little girls, I didn't know who was more tired, them or me. "So did you have a good night?" I looked up from my book as Miranda entered the living room. "Yes I did; productive if nothing else although your enchantment happened to be a topic of conversation for most of the evening." "Oh, it's good to be popular." "Come; let's talk, but first some tea." Nodding, I followed her into the kitchen. "I have a question." I blushed a little before continuing. "Kaylee explained to me a little about sex and blood for magical rituals." "Indeed, very powerful, the two have been used for magic since time began. You have some concerns about yesterday, I imagine?" "No actually, I have other questions." "Really?" She looked at me for a moment, as I smiled. Nodding, she took my hand. "OK, let's talk about this in my study." Saturday morning started much like any other Saturday; except for the fact that I happened to be a girl. I actually looked forward to the evening. Dressing up and dancing would be a lot of fun and wondered how this whole girl dancing with girl thing would work. I mean who leads. Climbing out of bed, I got a good whiff of coffee. With a grin, I grabbed my robe not all surprised to find Kaylee and Tabitha in my kitchen, getting breakfast ready. After a hug and a kiss from both, I happily sat at the table. Taking a sip of coffee, I grabbed a small blueberry Danish from a basket. "This is a nice surprise." "Well, we do have a long day ahead of us, so we wanted to start early." Tabitha said, joining me at the table. "We do? I thought the fund-raiser wasn't until later this evening. I mean, I know I take a lot longer to get ready but nine hours?" Kaylee giggled, pulling her chair right next to mine. "True, except we are going to be spending part of that time at the Spa." "Spa, really?" Tabitha nodded. "Goddess yes, I am in dire need of a mani-pedi. So are you." I looked down at my nails, as I actually knew what they were talking about. Rather cool that. "Sounds good to me." Kaylee looked at me surprised. "Really, we thought you would fight us." "Why would I do that?" "Because it's a very girly thing to do." Laughing, I took a bite of my Danish. "I've been a girl all week, it hasn't bothered me yet, why would it now. Plus, if you walk like a duck, quack like a duck..." "Told you so." Kaylee looked confused. "So does that mean?" "Mean what?" I said between bites. "Nothing." She looked away, taking a sip of coffee. "You know, I spoke to Miranda last night. She doesn't think anything happened with the enchantment." "I know Kaylee kept bugging her about it during our meeting." Looking down she shrugged. "I still feel responsible." Finishing my Danish, I gave Kaylee a hug. "I told you, you're not at fault. So stop it, OK." "OK." She sniffed a little. "But I'm still paying your way today." Laughing, I hugged her again. "Well, if you insist." I had memories, well of Erin's memories of going to a Spa so I knew that the two of them pulled out the works. We had a package, which included lunch, with the three of us being worked on from head to toe. Sitting there, getting a French Pedicure, I tuned to Tabitha. "Do you do this often?" Between the footbath and the use of something called a Hindu stone, my feet felt wonderful. Right now, the technician worked on applying white polish to the end of my toenails, along with a sheer polish for the rest of my nail. Kaylee's magic had given me some nice day-to-day skills but this was something else. "Whenever I can." Tabitha said happily. "Well next time you go, be sure to take me, OK?" I happily said, leaning back on the chair. "OK." She said, sounding a bit confused. Of course, we weren't done by a long shot. With a dance ahead of us, we also got our hair done. For the most part, I had been happy with how my hair looked. However, for the evening I had them add some extensions turning my normal style into an elaborate French braid. "Wow, Erin." Kaylee said looking at me. I giggled, spinning around. "You like?" "I do." "Good." Hugging her, I smiled. "Thank you for today, it's been a lot of fun. Plus, I want to make sure I look pretty for my two favorite girls." "Really?" "Yep." I smiled as Tabitha gave me an approving and might I add lusty look. Although dinner would be a buffet, I didn't see a lot of chance for either Kaylee or I eating, being in charge of most of the festivities. Tabitha insisted we pick up something before heading back to my house to get ready. "So you both have overnight bags right." Looking into my small purse, I checked to make sure I had everything for tonight. "You OK?" Tabitha looked at me. I nodded. "My stomach is a little upset, nothing to worry about. Just nerves; want to make sure that this evening goes well." "Don't worry, it will go great." Kaylee said, entering the room in this blue sheer lace mini dress. Tabitha wore something similar but in black. I wore this hot red mini dress; I mean it's not like one does this every day. "Well you did a great job." "So did you." She giggled. I shook my head. I didn't do a thing, although Erin did quite a bit. "Wait you got us a limo?" Kaylee looked at me surprised, as I locked up the house. "Of course and the penthouse suite for the evening." Knowing the three of us, I doubt we would be safe behind the wheel of a car. Tabitha gave me a knowing look. "You're up to something, I can tell." "Of course, but I'm not going to tell. I don't want to spoil the surprise." Smiling at the chauffeur as he placed my bag in the trunk, I looked over at the two girls. "Well, ladies, our carriage awaits."

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