I want to be a girl. I want to go to school in a cute skirt andblouse. I want to go hang out at the mall dressed as I am now and notget stared and poi...ted at.I will be honest, I am not an incredibly feminine boy. My hair is themost feminine thing about me. My facial hair came in way too quickly andcauses me to shave at least once every three to four days. I don'tnormally walk like a girl or talk with a lisp or anything like that. Ialso have a girlfriend, Alice, who was the first person I told. His life of petty thievery was short but lucrative in his preteen years. He managed to steal a tractor belt, two balls of twine and a radiator cap before his dad had caught him and tanned his ass for him."OK, I'll take $200 and your old furniture for my couch, chair, love seat and entertainment stand," Sarah announced. "We'll put the old furniture in the lounge or give it a decent burial at sea, whichever is appropriate. Will that settle it?"Rachelle and Mary, despite Adam's warnings, looked to. FLASH!The new arrivals had the scene blasted onto their retinas.Fuck, Jill stumbled to grab the camera, to get herself into the car toget away. It was too late she had been seen. The car sat still itslights illuminating the scene. She pulled up her knickers withoutremoving the plastic cock and pulled down her skirt. She stood up at theback of the car and tidied her clothes, pretend (what?) to be a realgirl, pack your things and drive away calmly but quickly. Shit howstupid she felt. She hobbled. "The sharing and exchanging," Dr. Mentia responded."What happened?" Look at your cards." What do they mean?" Karl inquired as he felt an odd pain in his feet,but no pain in his knees."You've traded your aches and hobby interests." She doesn't have any interests, other than romance novels and trashTV," Karl countered while his wife rubbed her knees, feeling the painof Karl's old football injuries."What did we share?" Karl asked."Her ethnicity and your desire to keep your lover as feminine.