?Well, he?s struggling with some feelings. Your father and I fullysupport him. You will not give him any crap about it.??God?OK. What could possibly...be wrong with him.? Tom sneered as hepulled off a slice of pizza.?Alexis!? Jack called from the bottom of the stairs, ?Pizza?s here comeon down.??Your brother is experimenting with his?gender identity,? Ann continued.Tom stopped chewing and looked at her puzzled. ?Hizz wha?? he said withhis mouth full.Exasperated, Ann commanded, ?Swallow. Flashing his eyes away from the woman beside him, the man could see that the driver only had one hand on the wheel, and was obviously spending a lot more time looking behind him than in front of him.Soon, she was moaning very clearly over the other sounds in the car, and slipped her hand inside her panties for better access. The fabric, stretched tight over her knuckles, danced rhythmically as her hand flicked back and forth faster and faster. The man couldn't help but rub the bulge in his. Careful not to expose it to any serious temperature shifts. Finally she kissed it lovingly and replaced it in it's holder in the cabinet. She drew a small curtain and closed the door, locking it with a small brass key on a fine, light chain, which she returned to her neck.In the kitchen she retrieved a mug of fresh brewed coffee from her automatic drip machine. She carried it to the bath as she began her day, not much different than any other, except that today she knew fear. She feared Susan. As her moans began to grow louder, and the smell of her arousal more intense, his hand moved down between her legs, and began to trace around her womanhood. By the time his finger was moving across her clit, he was biting and pulling on her nipples with his teeth and she was pushing her chest into his face as she writhed beneath him.Steve suddenly plunged one of his fingers into her vagina, while his palm ground against her clit, and the rest of his fingers lay alongside her outer lips. He gave.