Diane giggled and put her dress on and slipped out tosee herself in the mirrors."But Mom, I'm a boy." And what makes you think you're a boy? Just beca...se someone told youthat, you think you're a boy? Well, you're not going to be a boyanymore. Your going to be a good little girl like your sister." But Mom I really am a boy. I mean I got a pee-pee between my legs andDiane doesn't." Well, if you wear dresses and girls clothes that will disappear andyou'll be just like your sister, a girl."During. When I opened it again, he held the clipboard while I signed it, then he handed me a thick envelope."Thank you, Ma'am." He turned to walk away leaving me standing there confused."What was that all about?" John asked as he walked up behind me.I locked the door again and went to the kitchen table. "I have no idea." I tore open the envelope and tried to make sense of the legal language I found on the paper inside. "Oh, fuck me." What?" He looked over my shoulder and tried to read. I pointed to the. I want his hot, wet mouth on my breast to offset the cold."It hu-urts!" I whine. "Dad, make it better!"My hand has 'accidentally' strayed on the front of his pants and I'm cupping his hardening cock, rubbing my fingertips along its length."I'll do you, if you do me," I whisper breathlessly, not quite believing my nerve.- JamesAnna yelps as I press the ice cream carton up against her tit but surprisingly doesn't pull away. Still she cries out, " It hurts! Dad, make it better!"I feel her hand. She lay sleeping resting against Brett as both sat on a very familiar rock on their favorite island. The laughter of children playing on the beach below filled the air. Brett seeing the sun was sinking lower decided to wake Kim. Gently he shook her awake and in keeping with their custom, and in reference to how they met, he asked, ‘Miss?’ while holding her steady. ‘That’s missus, actually,’ Kim said sleepily while holding up her left hand to show him the rings he had given her years before. ‘My.