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The Best Day Ever Chapter One It was hard to believe reallly, but as Chris sat alone in his very own college apartment he was completely happy at last. It had been an unbelievable weekend of work for the entire family but it was done. An apartment. And, not just any apartment but his apartment. Finally, at the age of 18, Chris was moving into his very own place. His. His very own place in a completely new and exciting mid-size college town over a days drive from any one and everyone that he knew and grew up with. It was the best day ever. As his parents and sister drove away to take that long trip home. Chris was alone for the first time in his life. Alone to do whatever he wanted. Alone to truly be who he really was. Well, and do whatever at least as long as he kept the grades up and kept the parents happy. That part should be easy, school work had always been his focus. And school work was easy. There was a lot he wanted to do and explore. But first things first. He was a really tired and desparately in need of a good shower. He and his Dad had carried box after box in as his Mom and sister Susan organized things. Both his Mom and Susan seemed to be having way too much fun, giggling about something and scurrying about the apartment. He couldnt figure it out; they seemed to have a private running joke of some kind. They couldnt stop smiling and giggling. His dad thought they were overdoing everything it for a guy's first apartment but Chris just laughed at his Dad's comments. They all agreed that simple family economics required them to use a lot of his recently graduated sister's furniture, curtains and other things. It was a little girly. Chris smiled. It was just a perfect start to his first year away from home. It was funny really. Due only to necessity and nothing that he said or did, the apartment had a really distinctive femmine look. A look for which his Dad apologized and his Mom just smiled when his Dad complained. They all continued to remind Chris that they had to make do with some of Susan's old things from college. He understood. It would all be ok. Maybe better than ok. Although he joined in the funny comments and girly jokes, secretly he loved it and wanted to tell his Mom and sister just how cute everything was and how much he loved it. But he couldnt, not with his Dad there. He just shrugged and thanked them for all of the hard work as they departed on the day long drive and not to return until semesters end in four months And now he was alone. And a shower was just what he needed to relax and think. And enjoy the chance to just be Chris. or better yet, and finally without worry and concern, the real, authenic Chris. And not a quick shower as he had taken for all those years at home, but a real bath. A long glorious bubble bath that no one would see or know about. A bubble bath that he didn't have to make excuses for or pretend he was soaking a sore knee. A bubble bath with bath oils and fragance that he would have to create with the one little bottle of travel lilac bath oils he had snuck from Susan's makeup bag when she was home last. And it was the best he could do until he could get to a store and improve on his bath items. There were so many things that he could not wait to change and explore and improve and learn. Chris had so much to do. As Chris ran the bath, the water felt great. He stripped out of his dirty jeans and tee. Chris caught a glance at his body in the full length mirror and smiled. A body that was the subject of good natured jokes and teasing in high school gym class but a body that he was pleased with really. Slim and smooth at 5' 7" and 122 pounds, and as he had been jokingly told by his Mom and sister at every family beach trip, the perfect shape for a teenage girl. A comment he always thought they innoncently meant as a little joke but, in his mind, a confirmation of who he really was. Chris laughed when he thought of all of the times that his Mom had mistakenly put Susan's jeans in his closet and he put them on before he realized. His Mom always laughed at herself when she saw Chris in Susan's jeans. And one of the first order of business was to lose some weight and get in shape, he just had to get to 114. His dad teased him some about his long hair but it was all good natured and he loved to brush it and shape it. His low pony tail stayed in his collar at his after school job and often at home and he doubted if his folks and sister really knew just how long it was. No one noticed because the high school geeks he ran with all had longer hair. Chris smiled when he looked at his reflection and the non gender specific name that he had always loved. He laughed as he quickly grabed a scrunchy he had hidden in his pocket and moved the pony tail up higher. Chris opened the linen closet for fresh towels and suddenly the prettiess fragrance he had ever smelled filled the entire room. It was breathtaking. And wonderful! And totally unexpected but so perfect. The wonderful fragrance took his breath away and confused him. But then Chris saw it. The beautiful lavender silk brocade covered lingerie chest that had always been in Susan's room. Over the chest was a lighted make up mirror. To the right of the mirror was a set of small shelves with what looked like, and simply had to be, all of his Susan's bath oils, lotions and fragances. On the shelf above were cosmetics of all types. To the left of the mirror were more shelves. The first was filled with brushes, combs and beautiful ribbons of all colors. Above that was a little wooden jewlrey tree with necklaces, clip on earrings and pierced earrings, bracelets and other pretty things. Above the mirror was a shelf with the lavender and rose potpourri that poured the wonderful fragrance into the room and candles of all varieties and sizes were also there waiting to be lit. A glance in the mirror and Chris saw his shocked expression starring back. Complete and utter shock. And there was somthing else. To the left of the chest was a small lace covered lavender stool. And under the stool was Chris' secret backpack. The backpack that he had so carefully hidden in the bottom of his closet for all those years and had purposelly placed in a box under the towels that he thought no one would unpack. It even had the little tag he had placed on it with the name he loved in a simple femimine handwriting with lavender ink. Chris was in shock. All Chris could say and think was, "OMG." The oh so typical teenage girl response. But it was the only thought that could be expressed. But how? And why? And who? So many many questions were flooding Chris' brain as he stood totally naked with the bath running. And then he saw it. An oh so pretty pink envelope carefully leaning against the makeup mirror with the words to "My dearest Chris" written in his mothers distinctive and beautiful ultra feminine hand. He took it. It smelled of lilac and lavender. Chris was shaking and in shock. He slowly turned off the water and drained the tub. As Chris reached to pull the lace trimed stool out to sit down and read the note, he felt something brush his shoulder and turned to see a gorgeous mint colored silk dressing robe hanging on the closet door. He didnt know what to do. But insead of the towel he was reaching for, he instinctively reached up and slipped on the robe that felt wonderful and reached to his mid thigh, tied the sash and sat on the lavender stool. His hands where shaking as he reached for the envelope and held it. They continued to shake as he turned it over and saw that it truly was addressed to "my dearest CHRISSY." Not Chris but Chrissy; the name on his backpack. He slowly rose, lit several of the pretty candles, then pulled the pretty silk robe close, smoothed it behind him as he sat softly and opened the enevelop. And began to read. "My dearest Chris, If you are reading this, Susan and I know you found the very special closet we prepared and this special note. First, we both want you to know we love you very very much. it doesnt matter if it is Chris or Chrissy reading this....we do both love you so much and want you to be as happy as you possibly can be. We do not want to embarrass you or make you nervous in any way but we do want you to know that both Susan and I have known that Chrissy was here for a long time. And we love her so much amd want her to be happy. We werent sure if Chrissy knew we knew but we both have known since you were very young. We thought we knew when Susan walked in on you in her room at odd times. And when I found your little backpack a couple of years or so back. That is when I knew what my "Mom radar"knew for sure: she was here and had a name. Susan already knew and was really quite proud that you could explore and learn who you are. She used to leave things in the bathroom for you to try and explore. We were both so happy for you but did not know how to help without embarrasisng you or making you uncomfortable. We decided to keep it as our secret until you were ready to introduce us and we both spent a lot of time together learning more about the issue and process and how to respond. So many good things are happening for girls like you which is so very good. All we wanted then, when we thought you were experimenting, and now when we understand more is for you to be happy. We love you! We knew that going to a distant school and living on your own would probably be an important step and hopefully one in which you can learn and explore safely and some day introduce us to the other Chris or Chrissy as Susan and I now refer to her and you. But that is only when and if you are ready. Just be safe and careful, we so want you to be happy but know that people can be cruel. Take small steps and never be afraid to talk to Susan or me. We are here to love you and help you learn who you are. You know we have been girls for a long time! Now, there are a couple of closets in your apartment that we want you to enjoy and explore. Frankly, we had so much fun preparing this suprise for our daughter and sister! You will also know that there is a very feminine look snd feel to your new apartment that we hope we guessed is right on target and what you want. In Susan's lingerie chest, which is now yours, you will find a number of essentials: panties and bras, B cup breast forms, two half slips, panty hose, tights, a couple of pretty nighties, a dressing robe as well as makeup, lotions, fragrances and cosmetics. And within our budget contraints, quality makeup to learn and practice with and explore. Also things that we know will fit correctly and are of a little better quality that what was in your back pack. We want to give you the kind of things we know a girl at college needs and wants and that we would enjoying buying for her if we were shopping together. In your new bedroom and on the right side of the closet are just some things to get you started and to explore. A few tops and jeans in what we think is the right size, a couple of fun skirts and tops, one little black dress and some heels and flats. and one cute pair of mary janes that susan had to but for you. And, of course, we know why you have kept your hair so long and pretty. We both love your hair and cannot wait till we see it with a little more style. There is a curling iron and hot curlers on the top shelf. We think you know how to use them! Most of all we want you to know we love you and when Chrissy is comfortable, we both want to meet and be with our daughter and sister. Don't worry about Dad, I will handle that when the time comes. We just want you to be happy. Never forget we all love Chrissy very very much and are most happy when you are happy. I hope we talk and meet soon!! With deep and abiding love from your Mom and sister (and eventually your dad!). Love, Mom" And then came the flood of tears. Tears of joy and relief and total disbelieve. Complete and utter shock. Shock that anyone really knew at all; shock that he had thought it was something hidden and secret for all those years. Shock that it seemed that Susan and Mom completely understood what had been there for so long. All Chris could do was cry with complete and unbridled happiness. Floods of tears came down Chris' cheeks. Chris was in complete shock. Wow. Simply wow. Nothing could have prepared chris for this. And at that moment Chris. made the complete and uncompromising decision; Chris was Chrissy. No more hiding, no more excuses, no more denial. Even if it may be a while before complete transition; she was going to be free. Free to be her authenic self and to be Chrissy and to learn and explore and grow. Chris loved his family so much and now Chrissy loved her family more. This was just to wonderful to be true. Chris could not wait. The best day ever was now and the first day of Chrissy's incredible journey. And a great journey that she was truly ready to begin. It was the best day ever! Chapter Two Mmmmmm........Chris slowly rolled over with a lazy yawn. Now, where is that clock? And why the disoriented feeling of "where am I?" Sunlight was flooding the room, it was late, much later than his usual 630 am wakeup routine. Hmmmm. Chris was rested but knew it must have been a late night. Another big yawn and finally through tussled bangs Chris found the clock. OMG. 1030! Chris laughed and started to the the bathroom that was a vague memory somewhere. As Chris stumbled down the hall, still half asleep and tucking shimmering shoulder length hair behind the ears Chris smiled. It must have been the wonderful dream. A truly fantastic "Best Day Ever" dream, but a deam none the less. If only it was true. Chris smiled as he thought of just how great it would be if Mom and Susan had really left all of the wonderfully delicious pretty things and cosmetics. And, the beautiful loving note that Chris surely dreamed about was from an unbelievable Mom and a written acknowlment of the real totally authenic Chris. Or should he say Chrissy. Chris smiled thinking "out of this world," "OMG" and how, perfect that would be if only it had been real. But something so wonderful could only have been a dream! And then: Wait. Whoa. Wow! Chris stopped deathly still and came fully, completely, one hundred percent, wide awake. There, staring back from the full length mirror on the bedroom door was not Chris but Chrissy. Chrissy, in a beautiful yummy mint green, thigh length, spagehtti strapped, lace bodiced, sleeping slip. Her light brown hair sleepily tucked behind her ears and cascading to her shoulders. And peeking through the light, mint hue of the silk sleep slip was the obviously and unbelievably comfy, barely detectable, outline of perfectly fitting black french cut panties. But what? How? Chris could only stare at the image staring back in the pretty nightie. And then it hit him; it wasn't a dream! It must be true! Could it be true? Wow. Simply Wow! If only it could be true. How else to explain it? Chris pinched himself just to be sure he was awake. Chris instinctively reached for the matching silk mint thigh length dressing robe he saw at the foot of the bed and slipped it on and loosely tied the sash. Chris quickly padded down the hall with the perfect feel of the silk against thigh and panties. Chris turned into the bathroom and there it was! It was really there. Right in front of him. It was absolutely not a dream! The beautiful lavender brocaded lingere chest and make up vanity. Exactly as last night. The bathroom smelled glorious. And there laying open on the vanity was the unbelievable letter. The most beautful sweetest most loving letter from a loving Mom and sister. The best Mom ever! And back came the tears of joy rolling down his cheeks! Again! And it all came flooding back. It wasn't a dream! Chris at the tender age of eighteen was now alone in his very own apartment. The apartment Chris' great family spent all day Saturday helping him move in to. The cute apartment near the sprawling urban campus of one of the best liberal arts colleges in the country. The cute apartment Chris' Mom decorated with a decidedly feminine look that she explained to his Dad was necessary to save money by using Susan's old things to save money. A ploy that satisfied his Dad and completely fooled Chris. Fooled at least until the family was well on the road on the long trip home and Chris found The Letter. The beautiful letter acknowleding and validating Chrissy and explaining all of the suprises to explore in the bath and closet. A letter written with complete and unqualified love. And what lovely suprises! And now he remembered why it was such a late night. Chris smiled because the entire night was truly like a wonderful dream. Now he remembered how Chrissy had taken over emphatically and energetically. First a glorious and perfect one hour lilac bubble bath with soothing and equally fragrant bath oil. And wonderfully accented by the light and fragrance of three lavender and lilac scented candles. Chrissy smiled as she now recalled the glorious bath and shaving her almost hairless legs and underarms in the luxurious fragrant bubbles. She also smiled becasue her competitve high school swimming career had not only kept her body in great shape but it also prevented completely any questions as to why there was not a hair on her lithe athletic body. And she laughed, thank heavens for the new tight fitting swimming caps that always hid her ponytail when she was chris the high school swimmer She now remembered how she had drained the sweet smelling oil rich water from the tub and took a great shower while she lovingly washed her hair. One of her favorite things. And last night she was able to use the great smelling and smooth feeling Sassoon products from Mom and Susan. A double rinse had left her hair feeling silky and smelling so good as she snugged the pretty purple towel around under her arms and towel dried her hair before bending over and lovingly wrapping her hair in her signature wrap that Mom and Susan had always kidded Chris about. And then she remembered what she did next. She stepped to Susan's hand me down lingerie chest and took the huge pink powder puff and dabbed her underarms and body with the lilac and rose scented body powder. She dusted off the excess leaving a beautiful fragrance and clean smooth feel to her skin. And then, for the very first time ever Chrissy opened her own beautifully scented lingierie drawer and selected the pretty black french cut panties with the esquisite lace panels. Her very own brand new perfect size panties. She slipped them up her smooth legs and felt the lace and satin wonderfully embrace her body. She bent over and tucked everything just so and then centered the delicate embroidered rose just below her cute belly button. The panties were adorable and looked and felt so perfect. Chrissy hung her towels and let her still damp hair fall around her shoulders. She then nervously reached for the second drawer and stared again at disbelief at all of the pretty bras. Her bras. So unbelievable. She picked up the black lace covered front closure bra that matched her panties and slipped her arms in and fastened the clasp. The bra felt and fit perfectly. She then pulled what little breast she had up and tucked the perfectly formed 34B silicone breast forms into each cup. Chrissy smiled in the mirror as she saw just the hint of cleavage peeking above the lace. She had then slipped on the pretty mint robe and tied the sashed amazed at how she looked with the perfectly formed 34B's pushing out on the silk at just the right places. She laughed at her self thinking of the birdseed breast she had used for so long. There would be some happy birds in the morning. And LOL. Chris was truly Chrissy because the next thing she remember was the 20 minute ritual of lovingly brushing out her hair until it was almost dry. She bent over and brushed it all down and over her head for ten minutes and then stood before the full length mirror behind the bathroom door enjoying the image of Chrissy with the pretty thigh length silk robe with the delicate lace cups of her bra and breast pushing through the silk. It was so perfect as she brushed it out to its natural shoulder length. And then she remember what had really seemed like a dream but was the reason for her very late night. Chrissy had simply and emphatically taken control. Chrissy, in black bra and panties with a silk robe over her panties and bra. That Chrissy had headed directly to the other closet her mom's letter had diected her to in the bedroom. She opened the door and was literally attacked by 20 pink and purple ballons annoucing "It's A Girl" in pink and purple letters escaping from the closet and filling the room. Each had a card attached to the ribbon tied to the balloon. And the cards were so sweet. "We love you Chrissy" and "with love Mom and Susan" and "You Go Girl" all tied to the balloons with loving care. And her very favorite, a pink banner with perfect purple letters that proclaimed "Its A Girl!" It was oh so sweet and totally unexpected. Because at long last and deep in her soul, the perfect sign was so right: she was a girl!! And the closet! Chrissy's very own closet. It was packed with just enough clothes and shoes and boots and coats and hats. Everything a young college girl could wish for. Jeans and skirts and tops and shells and a dressy dress just like mom had promised in the letter. And OMG. Sandals and pumps and flats and heels and even boots and trainers. Truly everything a college girl could ever ask for to start her college wardrobe. There would be things she would have great fun shopping for and adding but what a start. And it was hers. In her room. In her size. In her closet. Chrissy was overwhelmed. But not so overwhelmed that she didn't know what to do next. Not at all. Chrissy simply did what any teenage girl would do when confronted with new outfits. She attacked the closet. LOL. She remembered now spending three hours trying on every outfit and combination. And preening in the mirror. And finally at 2 am after carefully reorganizing her closet and bathroom she fell exhausted into bed. Chrissy's bed. In the oh so pretty and delicious glorious feeling silk sleeping slip and black french cut panties. Chrissy had fallen into an exhausted and contented deep and happy sleep until the sun flooded the room As she headed to the kitchen to put on the coffee she now had remembered it all. Completely. It HAD been the best day ever! But there was more to come....... Chapter Three While the sumatra special blend that she loved so much was brewing, Chrissy quickly completed her morning routine. She took care of the most pressing morning business and stood up, dried with a little tissue and pulled the pretty black panties up her long smooth legs. After a quick tuck that she had learned on line, she again centered the pretty embroidered rose and stepped to the sink in front of the mirror as her pretty silk sleeping slip fell back to thigh length. She quickly reached over to the vanity and grabbed a brown shell head band and pushed and held back her hair. She washed her hands with the antibacterial soap and then her face with a great fragrant morning facial scrub that was the brand she used to sneak from Susan. She then washed her face again with a moisturizing soap from the vanity and patted her face dry. She laughed when she reached to put the head band back. Mom and Susan definitely pay attention to detail she smiled. There, next to the fragrant body powder was a pretty floral dove deodorant and a great moisturizer. Before grabbing the body moisturizer, she stepped out of the sleeping slip and hung it on the peg behing the closet door. A quick light total moisturizing made her skin smooth and fragrant and she followed with the deodorant. She then slowly opended the second drawer and delicately brought out the matching lace bra she had worn briefly last night. She felt the intricate lace side panels as she fastened the front clasp and snugged up her tiny breast. She inserted the breast forms smiled again at the hint iof clevage peeking above the lace cups. A final quick brush of her hair and she then pulled it back in a high perky ponytail held in place with a white ribbon from the vanity. She tied the sash on her silk dressing robe as she padded back to her room and Chrissy's closet. As she passed through the hall the delicious smell of the coffee told her it was almodt ready. Mmmmm, it was going to be a great lazy perfect best day ever Sunday morning. But first, every girl's eternal question as she opened Chrissy's closet: "What to wear?" LOL. What a great problem to have at last! It was going to be a lazy Sunday and Chrissy had no where she needed to go or anything that had to be done so it would be a jeans and tee kind of day. Chrissy selected the comfy looking "boy" legged jeans in a perfect size 6. She laid the jeans carefully on the bed and started looking at the selection of fun and comfy tees carefully selected with love by mom and susan. She finally chose a pretty coral color but plain silk tee with a vee nect that she knew would feel great and have the kind of loose over size fit for a lazy Sunday at home. And, LOL, would show just a hint of teenage cleavage. She laid the top on the bed and slipped out of the silk robe hanging it on the hook of Chrissy's closet door. She then pulled on the perfectly fitting jeans with the comfy boy legs and zipped and buttoned the jeans over the pretty balck panties. Next she slipped into a into the silk tee and turned to the full length mirror. Chris smiled at the quite pretty girl looking back at him with the perky breast and cute pony. A quick turn to see feel the fit from the rear and a quick fluff of the ponytail and Chrissy was ready for a busy but lazy casual Sunday. Authenic Chrissy! No Chris. A Sunday to prefect and prepare Chrissy's plan. Mmmmm. The coffee smelled great as she bounced into the kitchen with her Mac Book and iphone feeling every bit what she was: a cute college freshman on a lazy Sunday in jeans and a tee no makeup and her hair pulled back in a cute but not trying too hard, pony. Coffee! First she had to have coffee! She got her favorite big red mug and filled it almost to the brrim leaving room for two splendas and some non fat hazelnut creamer. Creamer that her always perfect Mom had loaded into to her frig. She grabbed a non fat cherry yogurt also courtsey of the worlds best Mom and slid into the kitchen table chair with one leg tucked under. Chris' facebook page was up in a flash and she sent a quick thank you and I love you note to Susan and her Mom while she checked Chris' wall. She knew they would understand what the "thank you" was for so she gave no hint on Chris' page as to the subject. One of the have to projects was a Chrissy FB page ASAP. She saw both Mom and Susan had been on this am and were both at home; Mom at home and Susan at her usual Sunday hangout. She reached for her iphone. Two quick rings and she heard that familar loving voice say, "Hello is this Chrissy?!" "Mom I love you! I do not know what to say. But really I hope Dad is not standing there. He is not ready for Chrissy, not yet anyway," Chrissy said with a half laugh and half serious tone. "Don't be silly. You know he doesn't listen to anything we say anyway" her Mom laughed. "And besides, when he does hear he thinks is just me being cute with you. Like most men living with all girls he doesn't have a clue," the laughing answer came from Mom. Chrissy laughed. "Hmmm. Good point Mom. But he may not be ready to believe he has been living with all girls!" "Hmm, well we will see about that," Mom laughed. "And besides I AM talking to Chrissy this morning, aren't I?! Not Chris, right?" She asked with that special Mom tone. "Mom!" Chrissy exclaimed. "Well, I know I am, although Susan and I have a bet and I think she won," his Mom finnished. "What bet Mom?" His Mom laughed. "You 'll have to ask your Sister, I don't know what I was thinking to bet her anyway. And way are you this morning sweetie?" "Great mom. Truly great. Real. Authenic. Probably better that I have ever been thanks to you and Susan. I love you Mom." "I know honey. We just want what is best for you. Just take your time and you better call a lot. There are no secrets between the girls in this family. We love you completely." "I know Mom. I will call a lot. And with lots of questions too! I have soooo much to learn. Thank you so much. I love you so much." "You are welcome honey. Now make some A's and make us proud! Oh, and call your Sister ok." "Yes mom." "And Chrissy, I have to know are you sitting there with that big red coffee mug?" "Yes Mom" Chrissy laughed. "And I have to know also because I know I have probably lost the bet but, well, is your ponytail tied with a pretty ribbon?" "Mom!." "Well?" "Yes Mom," Chrissy giggled, "if you must know yes it is. The pretty white one." "Ok honey. Be sweet and safe. We love you and I look forward to meeting Chrissy in person and taking you shopping soon now calll Susan." I know Chrissy is pretty inside and out." I really really love you Mom. I hope you know that. And thanks. You are the best Mom ever." Chrissy smiled with a small tear on her cheek as she clicked off and finished her yogurt and enjoyed her coffee. She quickly saw Susan was on Facebook and hit her with a Faceook message. "Just talked to Mom! And 'What bet???' LOL. Grab your phone Sis. Now! She hit Susan's cute picture on her iphone and waited for the familar voice and cute face on Facetime. "Hey Sis!" Chrissy yelled her usual greeting. "Hey back girl! Wats up?" Which except for the "Hey girl" "Wats up?" was Susan's always reply to everyone. "Susan! Stop that! Someone is going to hear you!" Chrissy laughed. " And I am just chillin.....what are you doing? I saw you were at your Sunday spot: Starbucks....your usual Sunday am thing." "Of course. And so what silly....who cares if I am talking to my little sister. turn on your camera cause I know "Hey girl" is the right greeting." Chrissy laughed and did as instructed. She could now see Susan, smilng at her from her favorite stuffed chair at the neighborhood Starbucks. And, now Susan could see Chrissy. "Cute Sis!" Susan cooed as the image of Chrissy's pretty face, perfect hair and coral tee with the perky breast filled the screen behind the ever present red coffe mug "I told Mom I would win the bet" she laughed. "What bet Susan??? Tell me!! That's why I called. What was Mom talking about? What are you up too?" Chrissy begged. "Nothing really silly. Just that I bet Mom Chrissy would call this morning and that you would be dressed in jeans and a tee with your hair pulled back like any other really cute college freshman girl. And you would have the big red mug of coffee and a yougurt in front of you. And I got it allright didn't I?" Susan laughed again. "Wow and what exactly was the bet? I can't believe you were betting on what I would be wearing on a Sunday morning!." Susan shot back: "You ARE such a girl Sis, don't you get it? Mom is still new to chrissy and exactly who she is. She really sees Chrissy as a little girl because she hasn't known Chrssiy as long as I have." "So, I still don't get it? What did she bet?" "That you would either ignore and not mention the letter and our surprise when you called or you would be all little girl ggiglely and playing dress up with lots of makeup and a dress." "I tried to make her understand you were no different from any other freshman coed so I bet her and I was right! And it cost her a shopping trip for yours truly so thanks girl friend!" "I love you both so much. Thanks you Sis for being there and really understanding. Really." "Really! Don't go all mushy and girly on me Chrissy. I am looking forward to spending the thanksgiving holiday with you while Mom and Dad are on Dad's company trip to NYC. And I do mean You Chrissy not Chris. So you better get busy. Chris had better not show up. So you have a lot to do. So get busy. And call me anytime if I can help. Now I have to meet Bill. Be sweet Sis. Love ya." She clicked off and her smiling face was gone. Wow. Really wow. Tears were flowing and she couldnt stop. Simply Wow and out of control tears. It was another "Best Day Ever!!" And there were many more to come!! To Be Continued.....