This isn't to say Idon't like being Amanda, I do, and I love being the girl I portray,actually more than being a boy. I guess Cindy was right when she...said Iwas really a girl inside, but it seems I've had no say in where my lifeis going ever since Cindy saw my mascara covered lashes. God I was onlytwelve and how was I supposed to make decisions like the ones I made.The Siren Song of money drew me to the flame as easily as a moth tolight.It was the accident that I blame for the big shift in my. John. It wasn’t too far away. I was wearing some fitted denims and a short sleeve fitted shirt as I had gotten rid of all my army clothes so I’d bought something new and fresh.I got there about 6:30 and the restaurant was packed. The cute receptionist said she could get me in for dinner around 7:30 or she could get me a seat at the bar as one just opened up. I said the bar would be great and she led me in. The one seat was around the side of the bar with two on the side. One seat was taken as. Initially I never had any bad intentions towards her but all those incest thoughts started one day after watching her hot big boobs and nipples while she was washing the clothes and while she bent down for drying them…In no time I had a tent in my pant and I rushed to the washroom and jerked of thinking about those curves…Actually I don’t know the exact stats of her but her big melons and the big ass could make any man in the world a hungry dog which is dying to have sex. This true incident. (The wind ruffles the pages of her diary, sitting open on a table.)Kenshin (thinking): Tomoe's... diary... (He picks it up and begins reading.)April 4--Today we received word from that Kyosato Akira had been killed. Though I can hardly believe it, I am filled with regret that I did not stop him from leaving. Now-- Kenshin (thinking): Kyosato... so that was her fiance's name. I've heard that name somewhere before.(Suddenly, he remembers the young man he killed in Kyoto, and his last word: To....