She had long natural blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, a cute nose and full lips. Not to mention a banging rack. Dawn's breasts were large and firm, delic...ious and almost untouched by gravity. Dawn sometimes thought that they were too big. They gave her a sore back, and they bounced all over the place when she went running.And that happened quite a lot. Dawn took good care of her body and all that squatting, running, spinning and stepping kept her in pristine shape, with long shapely legs and a butt. She was on the floor and I was sitting on her bed. She took the guitar out of my hands and placed her face close to me. She kissed me but I was too overwhelmed to kiss her back."Kiss me," she encouraged.She put her lips on mine and I gave her my first kiss. She placed her hands on my hips and moved them underneath my t-shirt. She separated our lips and took my t-shirt off.I was afraid.Not stage-fright, but virgin terror.Those weren't my words. There was no way I could live up to them skin to. "So this leaves me two choices," she said. "I could tell you that it's over, or I could indulge your dirty little secret. Neither is particularly appealing."Sigh."What do you think?" Couldn't we just forget this ever happened?" he said, finishing the last salmon hand-roll."Oh I don't think so... that hardly seems possible now. What I mean to say is that every time I think about you, I have this mental image of you - with breasts and a penis. This sort of odd genderness mixed together - two. I was standing at my desk, havingplaced the cup down. I hadn't really considered now this discussionmight happen. She hadn't been around during the day for a long time andher evenings usually included a workout with her female friends. Weweren't spending much time together at this point. Occasionally we haddinner together but she seemed more remote each month.I reminded her that she was out with women three or four night eachweek, "So you saying it's my fault? I've got two or three female.