"At the vitamin store, Brian purchased a powder supplement. The clerksuggested a three month quantity to start. Brian smiled and turned to hismom. ..."Three months worth. That coincides with my last month oftreatment. I wonder how tall I'm going to get."As they walked out of the mall, Brian reflected on the past couple ofmonths. He was a pretty lucky guy to have found Dr. Galloway and herestrogen treatment to get his body growing.Some days, Brian felt that anxiety returning. Now, he was. And finally mine. My mother had phoned and told me he was on his way to me via courier, and I'd just taken him out of his case today, and placed him in an appropriate spot. I expected many comments from my friends in the days to come.I named him Dion, short for Dionysus. I knew that my mother, and her mother, and many generations of women before her, all had a pet name for the little man with the big cock.My mother's phone call had not been expected. I'd talked to her the day before, explaining. This stupidnightie makes me all the more self conscious. I just want to get throughthe day and get it off."You're all red," Nathan points out."Yeah," I answer again. "Mom."It was an complete answer. He knows that something went on between me andmy mother that left me embarrased or angry or something. He doesn't wantanything more to do with it so he backs off.I go through my morning classes. Reviews are done. Questions are asked.Wrong answers are given. Explanations are provided. I let the day. She just booted a philandering husband and came to us with nearly zero sexual experience, save laying there while her hubby got his nut. Her initial contact with me was a nightmare, her calling me a ‘kid’ and relegating me to the general male population of self-centered numbnuts and dickwads.Krissy got her first introduction to oral giving and getting, and several vaginal orgasms early the very first evening. The lady was now a blank page, wanting us to write new chapters into her sex life..