Moving my face close to her tummy, I take a deep breath. ‘Ahh! ‘... She is a clean woman. Pressing my face against her skirt, my fingers slip un...der the edge of her panties. My fingers seize her panties and pull downward, helping gravity remove this thin silken barrier covering Jay’ stunning cunt. Her panties move some; I move my hands inside her panties splaying the fingers, expanding her panties, I once again pull downward. With my face I feel her panties moving downward under her skirt. My. "Travis, since you moved to Missouri, how many different girls have you had sex with?"I don't know. A few." Just for fun, recall the names of the girls, in your head. I don't care to know who they are. Then figure out how many it comes to."After a minute, Travis responded. "Well, if you count last year and this year, so far, I guess about twenty." Twenty?" Julie said, in a raised, startled voice. "You've had sex with twenty different girls?" Yeah, I guess. Maybe a few more. I don't know. I. I was still a Goth even if I was trying to forcemyself to undergo a sex change so I obviously couldn't bring myself to goout without my false eyelashes and makeup!So I looked kind of androgynous, but definitely more female than male, as Iintroduced myself to people as Julian, with only my Marilyn Manson teeshirt and voice hinting that I am male.I looked up how to lose your man boobs on the internet and started workingout.I made friends with the Goth coven. I found myself a really close. The rumor was that Henry Richards' new house had been completely destroyed by the fire that resulted from the explosions, and he was boiling mad. His eldest son had been burned in the fire, though not too badly, and he was the only fire casualty.This attack was a repeat of the previous attack by the cowboys. There were just as many men in the attacking force, but, this time, some of them had shotguns. That would not be a serious problem because, unless they used cartridges, they would be.