I wished, Aunt Cathy's reaction changed immediately, she began crying and wet her white pants. I wished her some new dry clothes something fitting to her new mental age, a filly pink dress and flat maryjanes. I wished her Brown wavy hair was tied into pigtails. Bright pink ribbons formed and her hair moulded into pigtails.
Before me stood a tearful beautiful seventeen year old decked out in childish attire.
Sara suggested 'Ice cream'
Cathy's eyes lighted up exitedly, she bounced on the spot her bossom rising and falling seductvely under her pretty little dress.
Could I really take her out in public, yeah why not?
We walked, cathy skipped innocent and care free, passers by gave some odd stares, I wished every one believed it was perfectly natural to act this way in fact they couldn't stop themselves telling her what an adorable little girl she was.
We reached Mcdonald's in side we ordered a happy meal for cathy and of course icecream. She sat down at the table and began chewing on her burger.
I noticed her.......