I quickly glued my lips to his and made out with him. He kept his hands on my breast and didn't protest either.'Fuck, I'm making out with Alan like he...is his dad and now he is caressing my boob too. I have two horny sweethearts here, so I have to love that. Let's see if he objects to this,' I thought before I allowed my tongue to slither into his mouth."Mom," he groaned, backing away somewhat. "I don't want to feel your tongue." I'm sorry, babe, do you forgive me?" Yes, of course, I only have. He had barely escaped that encounter. He didn't learn much from it, either. Dromo was several years younger than I, tall, muscular, good looking. He came from a wealthy and connected family on Coruscant, the Imperial capital. A fine pilot and dependable wingman, he was nevertheless young, brash, impulsive, and tended to think with his cock more than the rest of us. Dromo personified one of my theories of human behavior: "When the little head gets hard, the big head goes soft." Still, he was my. "And this time, I won't wait so long!" Good. Take care, buddy; and definitely bring me another BIG fucking load of cum! That was a NICE one!"His compliment sent a thrill through me as I zipped up and prepared to leave. I knew he had someone else coming by soon, so I didn't hang around, but as I rode away, I was already eager to go back again! As I exited the alley, I saw a young guy carrying a skateboard under his arm, and heading up the alley in the same way I'd just come from. He avoided. I found myself helpless to hold back, and told her everything - my name,about turning the tables on the bullies, and of the memories of fightingmonsters.And the fact I had felt more like a girl than a guy my whole life.The spell must have broken at that point, because I stopped talking, andstarted crying instead.The woman pulled me into a hug, and said, "I'm sorry, that must be hard.I promise we'll help you all we can. And I'll start by telling you wherethose memories, those powers come.