Mom could tell that I had done something... something that maybe Ishouldn't have, but what, she didn't know. It seemed as if my everyaction was more f...eminine, more pronounced, exaggerated in a way."What's wrong Jill? You want to talk about something? Tell mesomething?"I sat across from mom, wondering if I should tell her."I'm no longer a young lady mom. I'm not even a young man dressed ayoung girl. I'm a woman now."The way I said it told mom that Jeff and I had contact that was morethan just. Mera bhi tight ho gaya tha. Lagbhag 15-20 minute ke kiss ke baad usne uske badan ko chhua, pagalo jaise uske mumme ko chat raha tha, waise wo aaah aaah ki awaje ane lagi, ekdam se wo mumme chabane laga to use dard hone laga lekin maja bhi aa raha tha.Usme se milk nikala to wo pagalo ki tarah milk nigal gaya sab 10 15 minute me. Uske bad boobs lal hue to usne unko chhod ke main chut ki taraf aaya chut me finguring ki to wo ucchal rahi thi, waise waise wo andar fingur dal raha tha, muje bhi maja. .and the brief glimpse I'd gotten in my dream had given me a hell of ahard-on.***The hospital kept me overnight for observation. Since I was eighteen, Iwas legally able to sign myself out the next day. Scrapes and bruises,like they said - I was feeling fine, though I got occasional dizzyspells. I called a cab and went home and collapsed in my bed.What was I going to say to Dad?Nothing, I decided. Nothing at all, Dammit. _I_ hadn't fucked things up- I hadn't done anything wrong! There was no. Her right hand slipped down andtouched me, exploring the new places between my legs. She looked up andkissed me. I had one hand rubbing her back and the other caressing herbreasts. My brain refused to function and I pulled her closer to me.Annie loved it and began rubbing her leg between mine. One hand playedwith my breasts, and the other she wrapped around my neck, pulling myhead closer to hers. I didn?t know what to do. ?Think? I told myself.?What?s wrong with this picture?? Her tongue.