Have you been having trouble withanyone at school?" There is one crowd of boys that call me girly boy and push me around, butif Jenny and Karen hear t...em they wade in and scare them off." Good for them. When I have spoken to dad and done some research, it maybe an idea to talk to our doctor. Have you had any trouble from yourbrother?" No, he's been alright, he just ignores me." Is there anything else you would like me to do right away?" I would love to be able to wear proper, girl clothes,. ”“I told you, it’s not my doing.”“Then whose is it?”“Yours.”“No, it’s not,” I whimper, my legs spreading further as I lean back on my elbows.“You want this,” he says, and my head nods at its own accord. I instantly stop and shake it instead.“No.”“Then why do you present yourself to me like a delicate meal… begging to be eaten?”“Oh please,” I moan out, which was supposed to be a cry of protest and not encouragement. His words alone are enough to tie my stomach in knots, but his alluring voice. My immediate thought was bugger, I have picked the wrong side. The young lady Phil was chatting up was a real stunner; she looked about seventeen and was wearing a yellow halter- neck over her bikini top and cut-off jeans. The girl I had in front of me, was obviously a bit older, I guessed about 26 and also very attractive. Now I have always had the gift of the gab, and no problems talking to older women. In fact, of the girls I had dated so far, I always got on really well with their mothers.. This is how it went down:I'm standing at the bar looking fly as usual and something pulls my attention to the far back of the dance room. and I see her. Wearing the tightest, shortest, most revealing dress (If it didn't have color in it she would have been naked) this angel is smiling at me. As we lock eyes she coyly smiles at me and raises an eyebrow to acknowledge me. Then she tilts her head to the left; as I turn and follow it I am now seeing double. Sliding into my side is the mirror copy.