No, not just for a girl. For me, for Becky, a 16-year-old girl with raging hormones and a fixation on a tall hunk named Brad.Also, I saw how happy, ho... satisfied Cathy seemed around Uncle Blake andI wanted some of that too.And as luck would have it, who should I see walking down on the beach atthat very moment? "See you later, Uncle Blake," I said as I ran down totalk to him.Brad was hesitant at first, and I couldn't blame him. From hisperspective, I suddenly had gone bat-shit crazy that first. The chat lasts for another hour and a half and stays on the topic ofballet and Laura and Priya's birthdays before naturally trailing off as weall start heading to bed (or in the case of Megan, Harriet and Priya, towatch the Apprentice, which all three girls in explicably love), myselfincluded. Though my dilemma causes me to get a lot less sleep than usual.The following morning, I follow my usual routine of dressing washed anddressed, applying what little make-up we're allowed at school and. It hurt, but she didn't wake up. Again. And again. No signof waking up. She started to feel super happy. Seeing the pictures at hermake up table she realized that it might be not only her and herapartment that changed. Maybe the whole world changed, maybe the mistakethat she was born a boy was fixed? She her purse. And got curios. Sheforgot about the coffee and got her purse and peeked inside. She found awallet which contained debit cards and an ID. She took everything out andlooked closely.. I just leaned my head down and kissed her head, putting my hand over hers that rested on my lap, giving her a sign of encouragement. Natalie slowly unzipped my pants and reached her hand into the jeans, grasping my cock through my boxers, glancing up every second or so at the driver to make sure he indeed wasn't watching.Very slowly and quietly, she began to jerk me off, her small fingers caressing my now very hard meat. I leaned back more into the faux-leather seat, spreading my legs a little.