It took her awhile to really begin to accept what was going on but the past three days, spending it in the company of Greg and Mariah, had only made it easier for her to slip into being Rebecca, being a 10 year-old girl, and nothing else. She even managed to get annoyed at her brother, Matthew, once or twice and loved hitting him with a shovel or dumping a pail full of sand on his head while their parents were up a bit, resting and enjoying the sun. She looked over at her mother reclining a little and smiled. The woman would've been the type that she would have, as a man, been all over. Curves in all the right places and even with two kids, her C-cup breasts were very nice to look at. Now, though, she merely felt it was natural for a woman to be like that. She looked down at her body and smiled. Maybe I'll look just like mommy... she mused happily before blinking as cold water splashed over her head. She looked up to see that brat laughing before he took off towards the waves.

"You are SOOO dead~~!!!"