Damn, she looked so beautiful to me.The next day Harry and I were stopping at some new stores. We stopped by a tuxedo and limousine rental place. It w...s a small stop that we made maybe once a month according to Harry. We filled their outside machines and left them a few cases that they had available to their clients who leased the limos. The owner's name was George and I went in to meet him. I come to find out it was one of my old classmates."How's it going, George?" I asked. "Nice to see you. “Can you believe she is almost seventeen? She looks like she is a twelve-year-old in the U.S.,” Jules said. “After the meal, I’ll show you something cool about these seats that I found out last year.”Our meal choices turned out to be chicken parmigiana, beef tips, or some sort of fish. I went with the chicken since it is a thin cut piece of chicken that they bread and fry. It has a better chance to cook thoroughly by the time the breading is crispy. Jules got the beef.With the food steaming. Someone draped something around my shivering shoulders as I lowered my head into my hands and cried.Surveying the crowd I sought out the child as a woman who was holding him neared me. My voice shook as I asked if he was all right. I didn't know if it shook from the cold or from the fear of almost seeing him drown.Everything had happened so fast I didn't have a moment to think. Dripping wet, I pulled the loaned blanket in to my chest. I glanced up as a woman holding him handed the sobbing child. I used to hang around public toilets in the hope of being picked up and taken to be abused. Unfortunately this never happened. I used to steal my mums panties and use them to wank into. Then I would find skirts or blouses to wear, I used to admire myself in a mirror and wonder what it would be like to be a girl. I grew to adulthood with these thoughts never far from my mind, and seizing any opportunity that came my way to dress up. I discovered that I liked stockings and suspenders and the.