"You see my dear I can do a lot of things for you, includinggiving you top marks on your tests. It's the least I can do for allthe help you have given...me with my dress designs." Yes I know, but I really don't want to be dress model for you. I'm aboy, yet everyone around me is trying to turn me into a girl orsomething." Now come on Lee, the girls are just having a little harmless fun atschool and nobody knows about you wearing my dresses." Yes but I'm wearing Panties and a camisole right now. I want you so much.”“I want your ass, Betts,” he said in a voice barely above a whisper.“Yes!” she replied. “Yes, please. I want that so much.”“Roll over,” he commanded. “I want your face on the bed and your ass up high.”Betts followed his directions immediately, repositioning herself across the bed, putting her face in a large stain left on the sheet from one of their previous couplings. The smell of his semen rushed into her nose, intensifying her desire.When Betts backed up to the edge of. Maybe I expected her to call me mama?Actually I do know, at least in part why I cried. Master Will wasn't here to see Veronica born, or to see her making her first foray into communicating with the people around her. Ron held me for a while, and told me that he thought that Master Will would be very amazed to see how well all the children are doing at expressing themselves.Sign language has been a boon. I knew it before. But seeing it with the baby I birthed is even more convincing. Veronica. “This is a no-holds-barred question and answer session. If you stay you agree that anything said in here will not be repeated. No questions will be considered stupid, although some of the answers might be.” The upperclassmen all chuckled to themselves. “There is no shame in not knowing something. There is shame in not fixing that. At my freshman Q&A I asked what that thing that looks like a little penis is inside a girl’s pussy. It’s a clitoris, and most of the guys knew that. Marty over there.