The afternoon was really beginning to drag as the excitement for a night out began to build when a text appeared on my phone. It was Christine. My eye... lit up and before I'd even began to read the text my cock started to stiffen. "Hey. I hope you're not ignoring me! Last week was so much fun, but I feel like such a naughty girl! I hope you've not gone off me" read the text. "Hi. Of course I'm not ignoring you! I just haven't known what to say. Last week was amazing. I'm kinda sad my mate has. "Ok Harry, they are moving. Mind telling me what's going on now?" I don't know, Butch, but I have this little itch telling me to be alert. Something isn't right but I don't know what it is." I guess we'll have to wait and see won't we?"I looked around again and still had that little itch."Butch, keep an eye on Beau here while I look around, will you?" Sure Harry, but watch your ass will you? I don't want to have to come see you in the hospital again."I left him with Beau and headed for the dock. I could see one of them plainly. It stuck out about an inch from her chest with a kind of tan circle around the nipple. I was absolutely fascinated and tried to keep her talking and leaning in such a way that I could keep looking at her tit.From then on, I kept an eye out for any girl with an armless blouse where I could get a peek at her tits. I didn't happen very often, sometimes I got lucky and could see between the buttons. I was looking forward to school starting thinking there would. ' But who did I meet? Was itme? My normal self. My male self?I didn't know what to say. I wanted to ask her where I went. That's when I saw the cigarettes on the end of the counter. There wasthat flash of recognition again, like when I'd heard my mom's voice onthe answering machine and when Lisa hugged me. How did I even know hername. And I saw those cigarettes and knew that's what this body wanted.It wanted a cigarette, even though I wasn't a smoker. I could tell Jenwanted one. .