Regardless I never shared that with him, however as guys do we always shared stories of sexual stuff we were doing. John had mentioned to me that she ...ad started to mention to him that she was keen to do a 2 guy threesome and so was he. This wasn't just to return the favor of when he had a 2 girl threesome but it seemed to arouse him whenever he thought of another guys cock filling her pussy or mouth.Then one day after having a few drinks and sharing our stories and fun we had been having he. People were out on the street now, seeing what the noise was. One of the neighbors had run up the path, calling out. I was asked if I would mind going home, I nodded and left. Later on I was told Brad was dead. Killed by indirect friendly fire. Isn’t that ironic, the term ‘friendly fire’, I don’t imagine that term even came to mind as the artillery reigned down on him. The funeral was one week later from that day. Fully paid for by the state, buried with full honors, a ceremony and your mother. I have a feeling you have not been massaging me the way you want to.”My heart was pounding as she said this. What did she want from me? “So, I know this is strange for me to say, but tonight, I want you to massage me the way you want to.” I gasped in shock. She was going to let me massage her the way I wanted to? My breath caught in my chest. I now had the chance to touch her even more intimately. I felt more sweat gather on my brow, I was hot now. Was this really happening? I nearly pinched. I learned how to turn my deepening male voice into a lovely, lilting one.It was loving, detailed instruction and I drank it in more eagerly than any schooling I'd ever had before! As I mastered each girlish mannerism I could feel myself becoming more fully feminine. I was becoming Jeannete, the lovely girl that had always lived inside me but could never get out. Auntie and I both were endlessly excited as we brought her to life!Aunt Carmen showed me around the room. "This is to be your... or.