How did she learn of it? I would say it was Bubbyor Grandma's intuition, something that I know both of my grandma'spossess. But, I think I might have ...given it away, at least partially. Thekitchen, especially when she was baking was bubby's realm. She was alwaysbaking and the smells emanating from her stove were would cause you tosalivate. Bubby was a no nonsense lady. All of her grandchildren, all tenof us were recruited to help in the kitchen when we came to visit. Boysand girls helped. She looked him over. She was surprised to see how tiny he was, but she didn’t comment on it. The rest of his body was very fit and toned. He was quite good looking and she didn’t blame Emma one bit for crushing on him.She put her hand on her chin as she thought about what to do next. She hadn’t had time to prepare for this.“Umm ... ok. Do ... ten jumping jacks!” Liz ordered. Mike frowned; that wasn’t what he was expecting. But after a pause, he started jumping.The jumping jacks had the desired. " What? You mean a cock, a real cock inside you." Well, a she-male's cock, some nice soft curvy girl with a nice stifflittle cock. If I went with a boy, it would have to be soft curvy a boylike her." My heart beat faster as I wrestled with my hopes. 'Could this really bethe time to reveal my boy clitty?' I asked myself. My body screamed yes!Yes! Yes! But long years of fear and suppression echoed down myyouthful years to caution not yet! Not! Not yet! After all, Melaniemight find my boy. Once I had gotten my composure back, the brunette moved towards me. ‘It’s Courtney’s turn now,’ she said before placing her hands on the bed. I took that as my cue that she wanted to be fucked by me, as opposed to her fucking me. I did not disappoint, placing my tip against her slit and pushing just slightly inside, just enough to draw a light moan from her lips. I gave her the common courtesy (as if there was place for any in this environ) of asking her how she wanted it. She answered, ‘Fuck.