Almost thirteen." "That looks normal for a girl your age. You can buy an over-the-counteranalgesic cream for the pain, but I would also recommend a tr...ining bra. That will prevent your shirts from rubbing against them. I know a lot of girls start developing earlier than twelve, but twelve is still the average age for this. Is Tracy your only daughter, Mrs. Williamson?" "No, I have two others, but since Tracy is technically a boy, we weren'texpecting this kind of - development." "What do you. "Well that's good," she cooed, as she let her lips linger on the glasswhile staring at me with a look of intense, lustful desire. "Because I've been waiting eight years to have you again." I couldn't help but smile. "You've been thinking about this a lot huh?" I asked, growing morecomfortable with the situation. "Yes!" she exclaimed with exuberance. "It's all I've been thinking aboutsince I first found you on Facebook." "We did have some good times," I said with a nod as I referred back toour. " Well," I said. "This is your lucky day. She's right outside and he's giving blow jobs for five bucks today. You interested?"He narrowed his eyes. "Hell, even the street whores get more then that. What's the catch? She one of them chicks with dicks?"I laughed, "No nothing like that. She's all woman, but she needs a lesson in manners. If you aren't interested then forget it." Hey I didn't say I wasn't interested," he said hurriedly. "Sure why not. Where and when?" Right here and right now, that. It seemed different somehow. Slowly Julia walked over to the statue and couldn’t believe her eyes. The statue was the same except for one thing. She swore when she first saw the statue there was a little penis carved flaccid in its lap. Now there was an erect member jutting up from its groin.“Impossible!” Julia thought. “Someone must have changed it. Someone must be playing a joke or something.”Julia was about to go back to the bed, but something wouldn’t let her go just yet. She seemed to be.