You notice a stream of people going up stairs and coming back down a few minutes later, you would expect couples but these are single males going up o...n their own, only very occasion you see a girl go up. You walk to the corner and pour yourself a beer. While you are in the beer corner you ask your buddy John what's going on up stairs."Don't you know John?" he asked puzzled, "that's where the entertainment is, go up and see for yourself" John motions for you to go upstairs, he has a strange. "Just like the rest of me." Oh yeah?" Ron thought about that and this was kind of a serious thing for us. "A big, strong girl though," he smiled. "My pussy could be a boy, but he's a total fag if he is." No way!" I laughed, probably too loudly and I pulled the blanket up and over our heads."Just like me," Ron sighed and that's what totally bothered him."You're not gay if my cock's a girl," I said. "I'm a girl, right?" Yeah, but..." You never had sex with a boy, did you?" No, but..." Then you're. "Where is this Armstrong?" I asked."At our farm. His men ride out from there. He, well, he swives me regularly and makes me serve his men sometimes, once in a while, kind of as a reward." How many men?" I lifted her chin and kissed her again, very gently. She was a soft beauty, her blue eyes tear-filled. I was tempted."Varies," she said, lifting her chin and kissing me back. "Eight to maybe twelve or more."Somebody knocked on the door. "You 'bout finished?" Milly asked. "Got a farmer that's. Mark doesn't know what he wants, but after the way he treated me I'm not sure I'm willing to wait until he figures it out." I can't tell you what to do, but I'll stand by whatever decision you make." She reached across the table to take his hand. "I'm know this is weird stuff to discuss with your mother, but I feel so much better knowing what happened and how you feel about it. I don't want you to ever feel alone in this. I love you, Tadpole."His old family nickname brought a smile, but it was.