Well, I had a huge project for science. We had to find out science behind some sport, and I got tennis. Well, I ask a bunch of tennis players I know t... talk with me about the sport but I never really get any info. Finally, my best friend tells me that Christy is a champion tennis player. So I eventually get around asking Christy if she could help me out. She invites me to her house, where she has her own court. That weekend I drive to her house, to find her already playing on. I've always thought that if there was anyone who could convince her to have sex , it would be me as despite a few major bad encounters , we also have a healthy friendship going all the way back to elementary school. I kept talking about how shy she was and how she should really get into sex. At this point , she was conflicted. I went in for a kiss and she accepted it hesitantly. I placed my hand on her shoulder and she pulled herself closer to me. Shocked , I keep missing her while moving my. "Stop!" I shrieked.Mom and Dad looked at me as if I had lost my mind."Please, don't do this," I said, softly. "Mom, Dad, I like being a girl.There's nothing wrong with it. If I had my druthers, sure I wish none ofthis had ever happened. I loved being a boy, but I love being a girlmore. I love having a father that loves me as I am, his little girl, andI love having a mother that wants to protect her child, whether I'm a boyor girl, but Mom, you have to accept that your pretty, pretty, boy. And he had money! He was going to get me a car! He had the down payment!" Lemme guess. The down payment was two-fifty, right?"Fawn exclaimed, "How did you know?" He bet it on one of the worst nags I ever heard of. I swear to Christ, these gamblers have an instinct for picking losers every time. That's what I don't understand about you, kid. Why did he pick you? You're a winner." You mean Jack bet all the money I gave him?" She sat on the bed, not willing to believe."That's the picture." Ears.