I never told anyone before that I played with myself. I always thought it would be the worst thing in the world if anyone found out what a pervert I a.... Now that I knew my dad did it too, it didnt seem like as much of a terrible thing. It feels good, I say just to say something. Im sure it does. My dad looked down between my legs. I moved my hand a little to the side. Looks like my girl finally has some hair down there. That makes me feel proud for some silly reason. He turns his attention to. “You did great today. Congratulations. We should find out in several weeks if you got the scholarship.”Ginger left the office and hoped she had impressed the scout. The team went on to win the state championship. One day the coach told her he wanted her to drive up to his house to meet in private and she wasn’t sure what was in store for her. She made the long drive to his house, which was very close to the university. She got out of the car and rang the doorbell.“Come on in Ginger! I. I am going, and that’s final. Now, I was probably picked because (when I was younger) I wanted to be a sniper. I was enrolled in the top military schools, and the top weapons training courses. I can fire any weapon, with an accuracy that would amaze most people. I also have a degree in electronics. Either of these would put me on the list, but the biggest advantage I have, is my counterpart is dead. There is no question that I can safely go, and return.”“But, I don’t want to lose you.”“You. I pull my hand back quickly. I am petrified then I recognize it is thesame arm that I felt last night in my dream, Harry's arm. The man calledHarry is beside me in bed! When I lift my head and look over to a chairI see a black dress, stockings and lacy underwear where they werecarelessly thrown. How can that be? I put my hand to my mouth in shock.I feel down my body and draw in my breath. Instead of my own wiry bodymale body I now feel smooth softness. When I dare to put my hand on mychest I.