She made me coffee afterwards, and she’d fuss in the kitchen while we chatted, baking or preparing dinner, affording me many opportunities to stare ...longingly at her breasts.Penny’s half-brother, Ben, was home every afternoon, and got bored without his big sister to entertain him. He made such a nuisance of himself that Sarah relented and allowed us to study in Penny’s bedroom. It was typical of any teenager’s private space – a single bed with ruffles everywhere, a dozen cushions, hero and. " Um ...which is table six?"Oh right. The new girl," the bartender smiled. She was an attractive womanwith impeccable make up (like everyone on the floor) with her hair piledinto a loose stylish bun. If it were not for her sheer size, she was sixfoot one in low heels if she was an inch, with vaguely muscular arms, Veewould not have known she was not born a woman.By design, the girls didn't hit the stage until everyone had time to putdown a few drinks. This early in the night acts were all big. I was on the bleachers with my mother. The game was being held in this kind of gymnasium-looking hall. It was like a charity thing and the people who were regular visitors (aka Sean and dad) were playing to collect the money.I'm really not a fan of any types of sports so the game itself ended up being immensely boring. But, I got the chance to stare at Sean for an hour or so without feeling uncomfortable. After the game my mother and I waited for dad to finish so we can go home. Unfortunately,. .. "Why did you return?" Look, You want to own me, and control my life? For real?"I paused. To control every aspect of her life. What she should wear, what she ate, when she woke and when she was allowed to sleep ... What a horrible idea! Oh, and what a sweet, sweet idea. Had I ever felt these kinds of emotions before? Thinking back, a lot of conflicted memories suddenly became clear...I realized she was still waiting for an answer as my thoughts flew wildly between experiences with the women I.