After the shower, I first order a cup of coffee and then put on my clothes. Lying in my bed in my white night dress, I called Adam. He didn’t pick m...y phone. I called him again but no response. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door and a young man came in my room with a cup of coffee. “Anything else, Ma’am?” the young man asked, as he looked at my cleavage and sexy long legs. Yes, can you please fuck me? I thought to say something like that because I was feeling so fucking. I pulled myself out and stagggered backwards to fall on the couch. I took in the view as her thighs visibly shook and she struggled to balance herself on her tip toes. "Come here," I said plainly. "I need you to ride me."My pants were around my ankles as I half sat, half collapsed on the sofa in our room. Apparently I’d pulled my shirt off at some point? She fumbled a bit with the few buttons holding her shirt closed. But a gentle shaking of my head and an out reached hand told her to leave it. . lost.. confused.. wanting.. then his heart skipped a beat as he realized she was looking past all of the commotion.. and straight at him. The noisemaker was her date.. but she wouldn’t be going home with him.. not tonight. Stepping back in time, Jake felt himself slide from his bar stool. He knew the feeling. Long unfamiliar and distant. Rising from some deep dark place inside his ancient body. As if his heart had been waiting for his mind. The urge. The instinct. The butterflies….. Never. He didn't want anyone to know his secret. He kept his plan well hidden from his parents and the Anderson's.In general, he did a good job. He kept his hair cut short. He wore baggy jeans and oversized tops. Underneath, he had an ace bandage binding his breasts and a second one around his narrow waist to draw less attention to widening hips and butt.The other boys in school were growing hair all over their bodies. They were getting taller, broader, and heavier with developing muscle. They were.