If there was one thing my previously-male brain could remember,it was a sexy schoolgirl, and that's what I was going to give MrWilliams.Grabbing the b...nd of my skirt, I started to fold it up on itself untilthe hem was now stopping just shy of V-town. I looked at my reflectionin a picture frame. Something was missing... Ah ha! I let my hair loosebefore grabbing one side, bunching it together, and tying it up. Irepeated the same with the other side until I had ridiculous pigtailsjutting out of my. It was slowly sinking in that he did not want me. He did not find me attractive. I began to wonder if he was gay. Over the next 3 weeks I saw him a few times. We talked on the phone every couple of days and even studied together once at the library. It was not enough, I was used to more. I needed more.Then it happened.I was walking across campus and saw Ron talking(laughing really) with some nerdy bimbo bitch. She was flirting with him. It was so fucking obvious, to everyone but him. The way. Present – Stacy and Samantha – heading to DenverWe’re halfway to Denver when my mobile phone rings and I see it’s Ben’s number. I shake as I answer it, and Ben simply announces, “Stacy, there’s no sense in coming - it’s all over.”I stutter, “But ... but ... but, I thought you needed a team?”Ben laughs and my heart flutters, then he says, “Well, we ended up with a rag-tag team of sorts. There’s nothing left here except for cleaning up the mess.”I request, “Ben give me a minute.”I mute the phone,. And a pair of blue jeans that had a pretty big hole at the knee but to Matteo she was the prettiest girl he had ever saw. The girl finally got her tears under control enough to answer him. ‘Not really. Mama’s gonna spank me ‘cuz I got my clothes dirty and messed up my hair AND I gots a big ole hole in my good pants. I didn’t mean to. I was just playing and next thing I know… My good clothes is dirty.’ Matteo felt bad. He didn’t want the pretty girl to get a spanking. Maybe he could help. He.