It was a hot humid summer afternoon and we already burning for each other inside. As Sharon reached over and gently rubbed my erect penis, my hand slo...wly travelled from her breast to her belly button. Messaging slowly I worked my way down and found the pubic hair line and softly carressed the soft hair. She reached for my hand and said she her period started. I told her that this was good and its okay. I moved in under her panties. I slowly search for her mons while I was thrusting my tongue. Well I flashed a look at my panties to a guy in History, practically put an eye out with my boob in the lunch line, and accidently pinched my nipple so hard in Health class that I let out a noise, and everyone looked at me while my hand was still on the boob. All of that's pretty unusual don't you think?"Jennie said all of that so matter of factly, that it was like she was reciting something mundane."Why would you want to do any of that? That isn't like you, at least I wouldn't have thought so.. The same concernlikely drove them to move to the United States since neither parent hadever intended or even considered doing what was expected.And Miriam had chosen Sameh, which was not just a bad idea but a sad oneas well, since her mother stopped talking to her. Her father had stoppedtalking to her only a few years before when David Jr. had made thechoice to transition. Not the choice to be a woman; of that there hadbeen never any doubt in her mind. The choice to follow through with. One of the Flying B hands came down to the corral carrying a new saddle and bridle. I got down. He opened the gate, threw a nice thick Navajo blanket on her back, and then slung the saddle up. He adjusted the position, and then cinched it down. He put the bridle on her, and led her out of the corral.I followed, and he handed me the reigns. I looked at dad, and he smiled and nodded. I swung up, and was on her back in a second. The ranch hand went to the pasture gate, and motioned for me to.