I play on the school’s baseball and hockey teams, but most people knew me as the kid who slept in class and pulls straight A’s. I’m 5’11” an... 170lbs, I resent the fact that I ended up just short of 6’.Starting my final semester I had received early acceptance during the Christmas break to all of my ***********ed colleges and only had to hold a 75 average to maintain my status - meaning I needed a 60 average in this semester. Of course, my limited interest in school was diminished even more with. I don't want to spend the rest of my life unhappy. If youdon't help me become your daughter, I don't know what I'll do!"Seeing the stunned look on my Aunt's face, I paused a moment to catchmy breath and then I continued."Oh! Aunt Karen, I so badly want to be a girl! Their bodies are sosmooth and soft and every curve on a girl is sexy. They get to wearjewelry, shave the ugly hair from their legs and wear nail polish tomake their hands and feet pretty. I can't help feeling I'm in thewrong. Tony pointed at the small television set on the kitchen counter; he was seated at the kitchen table with his breakfast. The Saturday morning news show out of New York City was just finishing a segment on an upcoming storm, but the information was too little and too late. Tony summarized the story, “According to the news, we’ve got us another big nor’easter coming our way sometime tomorrow, as bad as last week’s.”“Can you switch it to the Weather Channel?” asked Malcolm.Tony nodded and picked up. "When I got out of the water, I noticed my trunks were torn worse than I expected. It was a big gaping hole. Oh, well. I didn't expect to wear them all the time anyway. Clothing and nudity were issues we'd have to deal with eventually.I rummaged through the wood and found some sticks that I could build a spit from. A little digging to drive the two poles securely into the sand and a little whittling of a thin stick that could hold the speared fish over the fire and we had our own rotisserie.It.