.." An exercise? Sure, there are lots of exercises a girl your age could do. No time like the present to start some good workout habits." Well, um, Da..., I wonder if you know of a particular exercise." Try me, Tammy," he said, sitting up on the bench thing."Well, um, is there anything I can do to make my butt better?" What's wrong with your butt, Tam?" Well, it's a kid's butt. Somebody said it's a boy's butt. I want to look more like a woman. A sexy woman." I could feel my face burning.Dad kind. There are men out there who want to marry women who were once men, or those women with dicks still between their legs. They will pay handsomely for their special woman." So if I decide to do the program. I can plan on being someone wife with no way of getting out this marriage." No, you will have a chance to get out of this marriage. All that is required of you is: Spend five years married to husband. At the time of the marriage your husband and you will sign a prenuptial agreement. Saying that. He whispered all the naughty thoughts and dreams he had had of his little sister causing her to mewl with the intensity of feeling he was creating inside her. "Oh Danny! Oh Danny!" Pearl's eyes rolled as the feeling in her belly swelled, his fingers achingly pressing it bigger and bigger as he massaged her achingly swollen clit and her soaking inner lips, in, out, around, repeat. He kissed her throat, face, lips, and ear between his coaxing words. "Cum for me, my little rose. Cum for your big. I don't know if I'm gay orwhat."Chris held Rick close, "Does it matter about labels, Rick? "Rick finally looked at Chris. "What do you mean?"Chris smiled at him and stroked Rick's face with his fingers. "Gay,straight, bi, non-binary, trans, genderfluid. They're just labels we canchoose to have if we want. Does it really matter who you like?"Rick stared at Chris. "But you don't want people to know about you, doyou?" No, I value my privacy, so I don't want everyone to know what I do in myprivate.