I’m not losing you. Any of you.” She had a determined expression on her face, and the threat of a tear in her eye.Sam took in Alex’s words with ...an excited smile, but there were doubts down in her guts and they bubbled up until she was frowning again. I put down my empty coffee cup.“I think, when I put you in the armchair, Alex, all three of you had been fully boot-charged to like me,” I theorized. “All of a sudden, the rules were different but you were on a trajectory of loving me and loving. As long as I could keep him from talking religion withUncle Tim, everything would be fine."Every transsexual has to struggle with figuring out at what stage ofknowing someone they should tell about their past. I've had a lot of lucktelling people about it very early on, but making it look like a joke or ablatant lie, and then letting them decide to slowly take it seriously attheir own pace. I don't know if that would work for other transsexuals ornot; it might be hard to pull off if you. “You know, I much rather you play it safe honey.”“I know daddy,” she said with a pouty face. Fuck it was hot. It was the type of face a girl would make that you’d want to pry those soft lips apart with your cock.“And I know how strong willed you are. Maybe if you did it in a responsible way, with a guy you’d trust, that would be the best way.”“Like who? I don’t know anyone around here who would fit the bill.”Jake gave Emily a little squeeze of her hip with his thick, calloused hand. She didn’t. ? I smiled nervously. He smiled down at me warmly and thenleaned in for another kiss. This time he was tender, and soft.Somehow it helped me relax even as his cock moved down my slit againand started to press between my legs. I was never more aware of mynew feminity than in that moment, with my legs wide open and my pussyabout to be filled.?Oh, oh my! Oh my!? I panted and squeaked as he pressed forward. Hishardness was parting my flesh, sliding inside me. He worked slowly,forcing his way an.