“My love, your guess is as good as mine. I am what I am. At least you know as long as I’m not in season, I’ll behave,” I commented.“Why was ...oney the exception? Does she have magical ability?” Bea asked.“Yes, but I detected some conflict within her, and I think she is like Wanda and Dale and needs to find the people or person who truly loves her first,” I added.“But that wasn’t you was it, my love? Just having magical ability wasn’t enough for you,” Greta said in speculation.“No, I’m sorry, but. But I will let you if it will make things better." I turned around to look at Steve, longing for his expression to change to something sweet or happy. Instead, he still looked pissed off as he thrust his dick into my ass and I gasped! Yes, it hurt. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I wasn't lubricated by anything other than the juices from my vagina that were still on Steve's cock. I was uncontrollably saying, "Ow!" repeatedly. Steve's left hand grabbed my shoulder as his right. Then dad and mom had the triplets throughsurrogacy and a major error giving both of them kids at the same time."She knew his next question and explained, "Mom is transgender. Shemarried dad after I came to live with him. She saved semen and wassupposed to be the 'father' but both ended up 'fathering' the kids."She asked him the truth: was he feeling like a girl. He shed a tear andtearfully told her, "I can't help but be a girl anymore. I tried to beas masculine as possible but it's harder and. God, how did you know? I moaned and hooked one of my legs around you, pulling you tighter to me. Oh, the feel of your skin on mine, I moaned again and heard you take a sharp breath as you ground yourself harder against me. ‘God damn it!’ you grumbled as your cell phone rang for the sixth time that night. You sighed and pressed your forehead to my chest and said, ‘I’m so sorry. I better check this.’ You sighed again, heavily, when you saw the text message you’d just received. Then you dialed.