I took my pants off and turned onto my stomach while he applied it to my asshole, like a barber preparing to shave you. He massaged me slowly, methodi...cally, as if preparing me for something momentous. When he silently pulled me up by my hips, setting me doggy-style in front of him, I was relaxed, appeased, and longing. He didn’t move immediately. I felt him study me. I sensed him wondering why the brand on my back - a druidic oak key tattooed there when I was a child symbolizing my psychic. It was Janelle having bigger issues with me being home than normal. I guess her boyfriend wasn't happy with her attitude about it either.After using the bathroom I did sneak down the stairs a little and peeked in on them.They were all sitting on the couch making out. Jim and my sister were pretty heaving in to it. Jim had his hand up my sister’s shirt and I saw my sister’s hand rubbing his crotch.Janelle and Chris weren't so happy though. They were making out, but every time Jim tried to cop. ..what happened then?" Jerry asked. But a memory was already stirringin his mind. Surely it couldn't be that?"That was when I told my parents the secret I'd been hiding for years,"Sherri said, and for the first time her smile was replaced by a sad look.Tears glistened in her eyes and her voice began to tremble slightly."That was when I told them I wanted to be a girl," Sherri said, "and whenthey supported me, even though they didn't really understand, that waswhen the Board of Deacons asked us. Our kisses became more passionate, our breathing became harder as our feelings became stronger. My desires for this young English lass were building with every second. Soft caresses of the smooth insides of her thigh were arousing her immensely. I stood, locked the cabin door and she stood as I moved back over to her. With the steady rhythm of the train gliding over the rails, we began to explore and give in to our building lustful desires for each other. Without a word,.