Mom never remarried and I think she never emotionally recoveredfrom the pain my father inflicted on us. I think Megan keeps in touchwith her, but I do...n't know if she's told mom about my transition.Jen arrived at the bridal shop shortly after Rebecca and me. Rebecca wasquite content to take a seat and just watch with amusement. Jen came inwith a huge smile a ran over to hug me. Which was actually a bit painfulbecause my nipples were really tender. Yes, I'm seeing some growth andhave hopes of. Susan’s buttocks rested on the very edge of the table, her feet in the heavy metal stirrups, kept her legs well spread. She blushed at the openness of her sex,and Peter’s ability to see it and into it easily. Peter moved toward the rear of the table, stopping at Susan’s side, and with one hand lifted her blonde head, the other sliding the pillow beneath it. Reaching down, he opened one of the drawers in the base of the table. Removing two metal carabineer clips from the drawer, he closed it and. I could see the bl**d at the edges of the rag and smell that wonderful smell of woman,and her period. She put her hand in my hair and pulled my face into her groin, pushing it against my face.’C’mon baby,’she whispered. ‘You want to smell it. Here you are. Smell it, baby. You like that smell? ‘ I tried to answer but she was pressing my face right in between her thighs and i couldn’t speak. She took my face in her two hands and bent my head back. ‘Don’t worry, baby. I’m not going to tell anyone.. He looked to be in his forties or so, as he bent to pet the dogs. He stopped and looked up as we neared. ‘Miss Elly, I’m ready to head out.’ ‘Jose, this is Jackson Thompson and he is looking at the Martin place. Let me talk to him for a bit and I’ll drive out in the 4-wheeler with the boys.’ ‘No hurry, Miss Elly. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Jackson.’ Jose climbed up on the tractor and started off into the corn fields, pulling a trailer with fencing material. ‘He’s a great worker,’ Elly.