Karen smelled the familiar scent of Jeff, now close to her. She felt his breath on the back of her neck, then he kissed her right in the same place, t...e cool breeze replaced by his warm lips. She kept her eyes closed enjoying her senses being heightened as vision was denied. She felt a cold trickle on her throat and he whispered to her, “Lift your hair.” Karen did as she was told and felt him fasten the clasp of a necklace. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Karen. Open your eyes now,” he whispered. . I know i would have been saved from all this pain if i could have started to bea girl then. But the specialist, oh the specialist that supposedly knew itall told me to join a gay group, which was the final blow. i knew, deep in myheart that i wasn't gay. i like girls and always will. For a long time afterthat i was totally defeated. My hurt and pain turned into depression,anger, and rage. Yeah, that convinced them i was a male totally. But i wasn't.i was covering it up, and as much as i tried. "Jan said, "The first group that took off to the south end of the runway was neutralized. Maybe we can find a couple people still alive and question them."John joked, "Then you better get Chuck to put his rifle down. I think he's pissed that someone would mess with his airplanes." They're not all mine, John," I said, glaring a little. "Most of them are Steve's."As the Sheriff's deputies came across the runway, I directed them to slowly go around this hangar, then come down between the two main. ’ ‘No, no,’ I reassured her. ‘I’m not uncomfortable at all.’ ‘Okay,’ she nodded. She sounded a little unconvinced. She walked over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Her breasts brushed lightly against my chest and my dick began getting harder. ‘Thank you, George. It’s sweet. I mean it,’ she said, her face still red. ‘Want something to drink?’ ‘No, thanks. Listen, Barb, it’s just way too damn humid. Can we maybe wait for a nicer day to do the garage?’ I asked. ‘Oh, sure!’ she said..