She knew what she was showing and she was enjoying it.Eventually traffic picked up and the truck fell away behind us. Kim’s breathing had gotten qui...cker and more ragged. A blush had crept across her face and down her neck. Most of the traffic we passed could not see into our car, but any pickup trucks or big rigs have no trouble seeing if they wanted to. Kim just sat there and let the wind have its way with her dress. We pulled even with a rather large pickup truck with huge tires.Kim took a. She was standing there with her bag and coat, obviously ready to go home.‘Hello’, she said.‘Hi, how are you?’I’m ok, did you remember tomorrow is Thursday?’‘Yes,’ I replied, ‘I hadn’t forgotten.’Her eyes twinkled, ‘Good, I didn’t want you to forget.’The next morning was a repeat of the previous time with her, with a few variations. She wanted me to stroke myself and when I was almost at the point of cumming she rubbed the tip of my cock with her palm, causing an unbelievably intense sensation,. (This version just fixes a few typing errors in the original).*****Author's note: In fact this universe is very slightly different from"Gender Choice Week." Perhaps one day I will go back and that changestory to match. But for the purposes of (hopefully) enjoying the story,differences should not matter.******Gender Choice Week is a nervous moment in any young boy's life.As you no doubt are aware, homo sapiens is unique among mammals, in thatall children are born with both male and female sex. After the conversation with my parents, I had dug in and focussed. I’d learned a lot of things over the last five years, and that included how to shut out distractions and compartmentalise. The thought of seeing Nao again had been a pretty big distractor but I had managed to put it aside. Until now when a chance passing of two buses had put her right back in front of me again.Nao’s eyes.They were gorgeous, just as I remembered them. And as she had looked directly into mine, hers had widened..