"Yes, little Missy, this is Dean. Why are you calling?" I asked"Gramma doesn't know I'm calling but I saw your number on Mommy's "mergency" board by t...he "frigerator". She said quietly."Where is Gramma?" I asked before she could tell me why."Putting in laundry and taking stuff out of the dryer. I'm "sposed" to be watchin' TV. She said I dint understand why you weren't here if you said yesterday you would be. Do you love Mommy and not me?" Oh my God Missy, nothing could be further from the truth.. Chaun wrenched his fingers out of me and released my nipple. He slid up my body, kissing around my mouth, letting me sing as I guided his dick to my aching pussy. The tip brushed my petals. I slid it lower to my hole.He thrust and I sang louder.He was in me. So thick and wonderful. My flesh clenched on him as his hand, fingers wet with my juices, reached beneath me. He shoved those fingers into my sphincter while drilling his cock in and out of me. I gasped as I sang, his fingers stroking my. I pulled out the gym bag and headed tothe gym.As I got to the gym I caught myself from almost entering the boys' lockerroom. I cursed to myself. The girls locker room was on the other side ofthe gym. I took a deep breath. "Here goes another first," I mumbled undermy breath as I push through the girls' locker room door.Despite outwardly being a girl, I still felt like a guy and walking intoa girls locker room felt forbidden. I kept my head down and found a emptyaisle of lockers benches.I put my. .. ?” she shrugged her shoulders several times.“Haven’t what... ?” I asked.She just looked at me crazily and then smiled and held her hands up at me in a gesture that I knew only too well.“We haven’t rubbed one of our fingers inside of a closed fist... ?” I asked, feigning confusion.“Don’t act stupid, Myron,” she hissed. “You know what’s going on ... or what’s not going on.”“Look, Wendy,” I said. “I’m sorry, but I’m a little down. I’m trying not to be cranky about it, but I think I picked up.