After a plan was established, and some make up applied, Emily went downstairs to distract Sally for as long as possible. She was going to ask about logistics about the exchange while Jake went into the master bedroom to see what he could find. After Jake could hear talking, he snuck down the hallway. Sneaking as a girl was a little different that his usual sneaking, because his center of balance was off. The breast kept swaying back and forth, not matter how he walked. Maybe his mother was right and he should have worn a bra. Jake shook his head, forcing that thought back and focusing on going into his parents bedroom.
The door was open, and he took stock of the room. The bed was made, the tops of furniture was bear except pictures. The bathroom door was open He started by looking under all the furniture, which did not yield much. He went through the dresser next to his mom's side of the bed. Nothing there but reading glasses, a romance novel, some jewelry and a few notes. Going through the clothing drawer didn't show anything else, except some underwear he didn't want to picture his mom wearing. The closet was closed, so as quietly as possible, he opened it. He looked through the pockets of his mom's clothing as well as some of her bags. All the bags were empty. He went through her shoe boxes that were on the ground, noted one box seemed empty. He opened it, and it had some notes. They looked like receipts for this year. Nothing purchased that looked weird. Next, Jake went into the bathroom. He opened his mom's drawers. The first just had the toothbrush and makeup. The tampon drawer (Jake shuddered more than he would have otherwise) contained nothing but tampons. Cursing under his breath, he put everything away and left his mother's bedroom. Where else could it be?
Sally sat on the couch downstairs feeling good about her talk with "Jake." He seemed to be taking it well, planning for the long haul, unlike "Emily," who refused to accept the gift she had given her children. They would understand eachother so well after this. "Emily" would also understand women better, with their need for makeup, clothing and dating. She would also understand a woman's body better, with some puberty left to experience, cycles and maybe even intercourse. Sally made a mental note to have a thorough discussion about birth control with "Emily." Maybe Sally could even make "Emily" a pregnant animal, so she could experience pregnancy, labor and childbirth. She thought about this as she went upstairs to her room. She also thought about how she could help herself. She had some clothing she hadn't worn in a while,so she could make herself younger. Always the holy grail among women like Sally, that treasured their looks and femininity. She closed the door to her bedroom and locked the door. She went into her bathroom and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She took off her clothing and lifted up her breasts and ran her hands down her side. She went into the bedroom and grabbed her camera and took a picture, for where she started.
She went into her room to grab a pair of shoes she hadn't worn for a while, and took them down. She went into the bathroom and opened her tampon drawer to take out the medallion. She removed it from it's place, taped on top of the drawer, under the drawer on top of it. She touched the shoes from last summer, and saw a few wrinkles go away and a bit of cellulite leave her thighs. She had found the fountain of youth, and smiled her slightly younger smile into the mirror. She thought a bit, and realized she could do the same to Roger at night, making him a bit younger too.
