...I was only 10 years old when this story takesplace for goodness sakes). I hope you enjoy it and perhaps may like toread about me in later chapters ...and about how I grew up.*********************************My memory simply can't recall the exact moment in time when thoughts ofme being a girl actually happened, or when I first actually startedwearing girls underwear. It may have been when I was around 2 to 3 yearsold.However, I CAN recollect that my babysitter (Aunty Ann god bless her) useto. She pulled my head into hers, as our mouths played. My body fell gently against hers. I could feel her hard nipple pressing through the thin material of my nightdress. My own nipples hardened. We kissed for ages, every so often Shelly’s hand caressed my back or my legs. As we kissed I was aware of the heat between us, and of an aroma filling the room. The dampness between my legs was feeling more noticeable.Eventually Shelly broke our kiss. I lifted my head from hers, she looked so relaxed, her. He plays me like Kara plays her violin, in other words, masterfully. You know, I think back to all those conversations in high school, whether I just overheard or actually participated, and none of them, not a single one, expressed the kind of joy I experience with my Jason.And it's a perfectly acceptable thing to rape your husband when he walks in the door. You can buy all sorts of food in this town if you happen to need to bypass all that cooking stuff.And it's really hard to call it 'rape'. ” “Good night, Princess.” He said as he watched her ass sway as she headed out the door. Ed sat at his desk and switched to the bedroom cam. He knew Caitlin would turn on her computer so she could monitor the driveway. He loaded the driveway cam onto her computer and she would see nothing but the empty driveway. It wasn't long before he saw her door open and she walked toward her bed. His cock started to stir as he watched her slip her shirt up over her head. She reached behind and unhooked.