" Dad?s a fruit?" Brady asked. "When did Dad become a fruit?" Settle down, kids. Let?s all take a seat, and we can talk about this.Okay?" Tara?s voice...was calm."What what?s the shit, Dad," Brady said. "Why are you dressed likethat?" Because that?s who she is," Tara said, accenting the word "she." "Yourfather is, well, transgender. You two need to make her feel comfortable.She?ll be wearing a dress from now on." He?s a homo?" Brady asked."Shut up, twerp," Molly said. "Dad, it?s okay. Should I. His cold breath glancing across her wet neck sending shivers down the inside of her spine. She was still glued to his eyes as his head lowered slightly. “Oh god yes, here it comes” she thought, the deep passionate kiss that she was longing for, but his head lowered past her soft cheeks and settled on her left breast. His lips gently caressed the soft skin just above her chestnut brown nipple, hardened by the mixture of water and cold air.She inhaled deeply.Suddenly she felt two sharp intense. Not at all,” Dani finally said as he sat down on the bench next to her. “I’m Dani,” she told him, holding out her hand. He took it and looked her in the eyes for a moment. “Nice to meet you. I assume you and Kat are friends?” he replied. “ ... With benefits,” Karissa said, giggling. “I’m Karissa,” she introduced herself, also shaking his hand. He nodded. “I see,” was all he said.While we were waiting for our food, I absently stirred my empty espresso cup, looking into Dani’s eyes, who was. They separated, and Summer stood in front of the door, but made no move to open it. Clarissa sensed this, and, after fighting a brief battle in her brain, spoke up. “So are you doing anything right now?” “No,” Summer said, unable to look Clarissa in the eye. “Wanna come up and listen to some music?” Clarissa suggested. “Or something?” she added timidly. “Sure,” Summer said. And just like that, they were headed back up the stairs, and into Clarissa’s room. Since her mom wouldn’t be home from.