Trouble is, while they're supposed toencourage my growth, I seem to only be keeping pace with the girls in myclass, some are even taller than me.John ...and I are often over at each other's places playing around, sharinghomework or just hanging out. We never had any secrets from each otheruntil three weeks ago when John seemed to become withdrawn a little andsomehow, we never seemed to meet at his place.John had just left my place after finishing our history homework togetherand I was sitting in. ’ ‘No. But….’ ‘What is it with you and these buts all the time. Tony, Emily, no matter how she behaves towards you, is still your wife in her mind and she loves you. I’ll give you that there is something troubling her, but you’d better believe me, she still loves you. She always has!’ ‘I know what is troubling her, Stella. She can’t trust me. Emily needs to find someone she can put her trust in.’ ‘Total codswallop, Tony. Emily has being doing her best to sort her problems out and then you… you. "Wana go outside and get away from the hecticness, so we can hear ourselves talk" She jokingly says, grabbing my arm and leading me outside. "sure, but it seems your already taking me there" I say sarcastically.It had become humid, the later it got. So I was glad I had chosen the right outfit. I couldnt take my eyes off Jess, I kept staring at her breasts, 34C. She put my 34B's to shame. They were perky and Id never looked at a girl this way. It felt amazing to be honest.We'd taken quite a few. He loved cleaning. He was a neat nut. I had always known that about him.We had worked together keeping the house tidy. I never had to badger himto do anything. He was so helpful before, during, and after our hostingfamily, friends, and neighbors. He continued to explain that he had longcraved to express his cleaning inclination in the most ultimate way: as aFrench maid.Of course, I interrogated him about his sexual fantasies. Gay? No. Trans?No. Cuckhold? No. Sissified? No. Babyfied? No..