“I want to drive you crazy until you can’t think about anything but me being inside you and wondering when I’ll let you have your next orgasm.�...� His smile was a little wicked smirk. “Until you beg me. Begging would be appropriate for a proper lady.” She touched her tongue to her upper lip, panting, trying to remain calm when all she wanted to do was grab him. She was already hot enough to start the begging process. “Now what are you going to do?” “With my new desk ornament?” He licked her. " Crystal said that," he snickered. "We were going down that rapids right before we got off the river, and she said, 'Randy, this ain't a playboat so don't be trying any enders on us, OK?"They shot the bull for a couple minutes, mostly talking about the finer points of handling rafts, and Scooter had a couple funny stories. They were so wrapped up that they hardly noticed Crystal tuning up her guitar, and then playing a couple of campfire songs, not very well -- she was hardly the world's. Richard says you've taken to the hormones fairly quickly. That must be whyyour skin is so radiant. Can I undress you? I want to see the changes." "And I want you to see them all."I stood facing my vanity chair facing away from Julie as she slowlyunzipped my uniform where it fell quietly to the ground along with theruffly noises of my petticoat. She undid my bra as I pulled out mysilicone breast forms and placed them gently on the bed covering up mysmall A sized cups with my arm. I got up and. By the way, if you are wondering why my Dad gave me this particular “gift”, I don’t really know. I never mustered up the courage to ask him, and for obvious reasons no longer can. My best guess is that he wanted people to see me as a reflection of him, and part of that included some kind of sexual dominance.Now before I get to the rest of the story, there is one more person to mention: my sister, Tiffany. Tiff was born exactly one standard year after me. My mother wanted a boy and a girl,.