He did not want to be his sister.
He did not want to be a teenage girl.
He did not want to experience special lady days.
He could not see much about being a teenage girl that was enjoyable.
He refused to wear any item of clothing that could be considered feminine.
Which meant he had to put up with her large breasts bouncing and swinging from side to side as he mowed neighbours lawns on the weekend.
But he quickly learnt he could make them pay.
As he could charge more for his lawn mowing services to a select few of his customers who were willing to pay him extra to lose his t-shirt.
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