The feeling coursing though his body wereentirely new. In surprise and ecstacy, he realized that his small cock was developing into a minor hard-on. ... Cindy, too, was so amazed at the transformation that at first she didn't realize that Bobby wasn't fulfilling his end of the bargain. She had beenimpressed by the hard-ons displayed by Peter and Mike in their tent, but afterall, they were men (which was anything in junior high, according to her criteria). But Bobby was just a boy, only a scant. He tried on acouple of his tighter bras and realized now they were really tight. Hisass no bigger and his hair no longer, so that was good. It wasn't untillater that day, after a long walk through campus, in jeans and asweatshirt, no makeup and his hair in a tight braid, that he realize whyhis boobs were swollen.He was getting his period. His first order of business was buying tampons and pads, and using oneof each in a McDonald's bathroom. He'd also been forced to buy a pair ofgeneric panties. Now though, I was able to consider that the lack might just be something that I could remedy. Despite the fine workmanship both blades exhibited, I began to look on them as blank slates upon which I would work my will.It was perhaps the first positive thought I'd had since the day of my fall.If I were the type to see myself as some sort of forsaken, epic figure, I'd have taken the road to Silverlake alone and dug the silver ore from the mine myself. I am utterly un-epical however, so I chose to. I can leave if you want.’ ‘No, it’d be better if you stayed.’ And stay I did. Three hours later it seemed we had talked about everything from school to ex’s to sex to family. I felt I knew this girl better than my ex. Something just clicked. I wish I could tell you we fucked on the floor, made wild passionate love all over the bedroom and bathroom, but we talked, and once in a while my toes touched her foot. Every time though it might as well have been an orgasm. The electricity I felt by.