But this year, I want to change my request. I am notgoing to ask that you make me a girl." Instead, I would like to pray for that little girl, and her... daddy. Youknow their situation, and if he really needs to be a girl, please let itbe so. And...and..."He paused, and hesitated. Could he really go through with what he had inmind?"And if there is only one miracle to be had, and it means I never get myown prayer answered. I...I still want it for him. And God, thanks forlistening."That night, Jacob. Did you? And if you did, do you love her?’ ‘No, she left after you did. And no, she was a rebound thing’, I assured her. She gave me a look as if she thought I was full of shit. ‘I swear! Really. She was in her undies because she took them off without me saying a word. After you left, she tried to get me back in the mood, but I felt guilty and asked her to leave. You want to know everything? Fine. If you hadn’t shown up, then yeah I have no doubt that we would have had sex. Nevertheless, you. She was worried about having him call her back just in case Denise answered the phone. My wife was real worried about getting busted. But she went ahead and told the guys mother but to make sure that he called back that day.Several hours went by. Denise even came home between classes but the phone never rang. When (I am going to call him Carl) Carl finally called, my wife answered. He was kind of confused as he knew that the phone number was Denises so why was my wife calling him. My wife. But I saw the shirt he wore today hanging on his chair. I carefully tiptoed to it, grabbed the shirt and quickly got back under the covers. That was the smell that could have woken my body parts even if I would be paralyzed from the waist down. This woke the b**st in me. I laid on my side or almost on my stomach, my right leg being the top one, bended in the knee and stretched ahead. His shirt was laying in front of my face on a pillow but most importantly at a sniffing distance. One of my arms.