I said, “Olive, I suppose this isn’t the most scenic spot.”“It’s fine, Paul, I’m not concerned. I know you’re very diligent about these ...things. That’s why I trust putting myself in your hands.”I hoped her faith in me was justified. I turned right and drove past an abandoned building that looked like it had been a train station. For a few seconds, my mind was not on sex but security and I tried to assess the situation. I didn’t know if Amtrak even had a police force of its own. If workers showed. "Moon," your mother called you by your name, "we have something to tell you."The air around you thickened. What was this feeling? "Honey, you aren't who you've been lead on to believe you are. You're not a girl, but a boy." What?" you blurt out.You father butts in, "You see, ever since you were young, you always preferred to dress and act like a girl. At first we thought it was only natural and that you would come around, but you never did. We consulted a psychologist years ago and he explained. Then I got up to the podium and the principal was reaching out his hand and there was a flash off to the right. I had just a second to wonder whose Dad had mistaken me for his son when there was this shout that bounced off the rafters: "Yeah Day-Vid!"It was Aunt Sandy, of course. She wasn't hard to spot, leaping into the air in the third row of the bleachers, waving her arms like a cheerleader.It wouldn't have been cool to smile too much, but I couldn't help flashing a grin. She must have heard. And that was last night.” “This morning too,” Elsie smirked. “No way!” “It must have been around two in the morning. He got hard after we made out for a time and I put him back into me.” “Did he cum in you?” “I told you, I bought the rubbers, and….” “What?” "Holy shit! We did it that last time without using any protection!” “Oh, shit, Elsie! What are you gonna do?” “What can I do? I wait for my period.” “When is it due?” “About the same time as yours, a week from Tuesday.” “I’ll pray you’re.