Still sucking and tasting you. We stay like this for a bit until I feel you twitch and throb like your going to cum and I move round so you can taste ...me and we stay like this for a little while. You slip your tongue and fingers in between my pussy and ass, using your fingers and tongue to send me almost over the edge. When you feel like I might be cumming soon, you flip me over and push me onto my back. I put my legs round your neck and you slide your hard cock inside me. The way my legs are. If only he knew the thoughts and feelings I had for him over the past three years. The things I would want him to do with those fingers. But did I even understand those feelings? Immediately I’m filled with anxiety and depression. I don’t want to be gay!No! I’m not if I don’t want to be! I can’t let this get to me, no, I’ve already figured out I’m straight, alright! I close my eyes and take a deep breath and carry on. From his fingers I shift my eyes to his. Now acknowledging my attention to. Guess I was wrong. I sit in class at school, way up in Dunton Tower, which houses much of the Business School at Carleton University. My class is small, just twenty students, and we’re discussing Business Ethics. I didn’t really listen. I sit close to the window, and from that vantage point, I can see much of campus and the surrounding areas. Prince of Wales. The Ottawa River. Even Baseline. My mind was a thousand miles from class that day as I thought of Yasmin Hussein, my gorgeous Somali. I placed my new doll on my bed and felt so grateful ateverything. I sort of mused that a boy named Billy who 48 hours laterwas a girl named Cindy drowning in femininity and loving it.Wendy pointed out my boy clothes and said, ?What do we do with these?"as she held my shorts like they contained some sort of disease.All I could say is, ?Throw them out! I don?t need them anymore."After all was said and done I hugged Mom and Lizzie and said, ?You allmust have spent a fortune today. Thank you Mommy.