Too bad for me while doing so I had stepped on Jordan's foot. Theselocal kids were fighters, both boys and girls. Even if I'd still hadmy dick and s...tuff, Jordan would've jumped me for trampling her. Oreven if she was the one with the dick. It didn't really matter at St.Francis Beach.What a fucked up place to grow up in. Blue collar parents and allthese snotty kids invading your space every summer with toys and thingsyour family couldn't afford and a "serve me" attitude.And what a fucked up. My feet were wobbly as I tried to balance. This must be dream, I thought. But it didn't feel like any dream that I had ever had before.I managed to slowly make my way to the dressing table and looked at myself in the mirror. But it wasn't me, or at least not the me that I expected to see. I was expecting to see an image of myself in a floor length dress. But instead of the carrot topped, gangly, male image that usually stared back at me, I saw a pretty, no, beautiful, petite brunette with long. ..how old are you exactly?" My eyes started to look over everypart of his body. "Well...I'm a senior in high school so that puts me at 18years old give or take a few" He was hot and funny and that got meclammy. "Can I ask you a question Olivia?" I nodded. Why are you sellingknives for this shitty corporation which is totally just a scam?" Isimply replied "well....it's for my tit job that I'm working towards." Andwith that I flaunted my non-existent chest. I was closer to Tony now too.He put his. She lay, still perfectly still, dressed in only black footless tights and whatever laid beneath. One leg was slightly crossed over the over so that one foot rested above the other, whilst her arms were splayed across her chest. Brian moved them so that they fell perfectly straight at her side.Brian hovered above Susanna. She looked so peaceful, so oblivious and yet at the same time seemed to be beckoning, calling for him to take her. He had no desire to do so just yet. He lifted her from behind.