They think it is a decision, but it’s not.”“I’m aware of that. It is no more a decision than ‘deciding’ to be hetero- or homosexual. I rea...d a lot, Mel.”“Please, Andy, don’t call me ‘Mel’. It makes me feel funny.”“Okay. Sorry. I knew another Melanie once and she liked the nickname.” She nodded.“To answer your question, I guess it was always there, but I didn’t realize why my parents kept buying me boy’s toys when I preferred dolls. I was in sixth grade when I finally discovered the wonderful. Again, time stood still and I slept as my body was filled with pain killers. Maybe days or maybe just hours passed and nurses moved to bathe me, change my bed cover and perform their routine duties. I became aware of wires and tubes all around me and of needles into my arm. More hours, or maybe it was days, weeks or months passed as I lay motionles and I was constantly being disturbed by hospital staff who wanted to interrupt my sleep. Suddenly, I was aware of someone standing by my bedside. Then, he grabbed her behind the knees, pushing her legs up over her head and went straight for her sweet little cunt with his mouth. He flicked his tongue in and over her cunt and I could hear Kristy's sobs and loud gasps of excitement. As he shoved his tongue in and out of her pink snatch I rubbed my own wet little pussy.Then, it became Kristy's turn to do him. Lying on his back. his big prick shaft sticking straight up in the air, Kristy needed no directions from him. She began sucking him. .In school I was pretty famous for my bullying and fuck any girl i want.There were also days when our History(only coz she was hot) was made to beg for my cum.It started on my birthday.Yeah I mentioned it to my friends Jack and Mark that I find miss kelly (my history teacher's name which i found out later) really hot.It was like any other school days but that day she did wore some slutty clothes to expose herself as far she could.I felt strange when she started unbottoning her tops infront of.