Yes, of course." I took a tentative step toward her and she moved toward me. We met about three feet inside the room and when we touched, a surge of e...lectrical current arced between us. Megan put her hands on my shoulders and I put mine on her waist. "We could dance to that music you know," she suggested, rolling her eyes toward the stereo. Our eyes were locked on each other's. I was concentrating on keeping as far away from her as possible and in the process of doing just that let my hands. He tossed his clothing in a pile on the bedroom floor. He knew he'd dealwith his drab stuff later, much later, since for the next month, he'd beaway from the classroom and free to dress how he wanted. No more baggypants and shapeless shirts.He slipped on a pair of apricot cotton and acetate French cut bikinipanties and then reached for his black high-rise body shaper. Helen hadsuggested that he investigate corset training and when he did, he waspleased to read that in Victorian times, women. I jumped up out of bed, dick swaggin half way to my knee. After a quick piss, up the stairs for some coffee, and a smoke. Mom was home from the diner—already snoozed out. I put on the coffee, and noticed my lil bro Dustin had wandered into the kitchen as well. Even for him kinda early for a Saturday morning. He was just standing there, staring at me—then I realized I was still buck naked,lol. I flash him a grin, and tossled his hair as I walk past him and head back downstairs. I fish out my. "No, my uncle's, up at Brighton." Are you part Seminole?" I asked, "1/8th" she answered. "My granddaddy always told me that Indian women were some of the most beautiful, I believe that now," I said. She blushed and said, "You are so gallant, thank you." Joey, I don't know how to beat around the bush about things, so I am just going to talk to you straight out, okay?" She nodded. "The reason I am so touchy about Billie is that she is carrying a load of society's guilt, and she doesn't deserve.