But it still wasn't sinking in. "Well, dear, I understand this can be quite traumatic. But listen, we know you like to dress up as a girl, all we...want to do is find out if it is a phase or permanent. In the meantime you get to do something you like doing anyway, and probably having more fun at it than ever before. And if, at the end of the summer, you decide you want to be a boy again, so be it..." Catherine, who he thought was Aunt Catherine, looked at him. Strange as it seems, he. Bonte-you will refer to me as Mr. Marchio and only as Mr. Marchio-you have not earned the right to call me by any other title. Second-this whole situation is a tad bit unfair wouldn’t you say-but you are the least able to complain as you caused it. The least you can do for your daughter is take the little consequences given like a REAL man-although I have my doubts you have much practice as that.’ Her father began to get huffy and attempted to interject, however Sal continued as if he heard. His touch makes the water even more pleasant…and her skin tingles. Goosebumps raised on her skin she turns to face him. The all familiar face of a fantasy played so many times before… Her heart warms at the sight of his piercing brown eyes. The only soul that knows her soul, touches it. She reaches down and takes his member in her hand. The warmth of it excites her, and the soft moan from him brings warmth to her belly. It reacts to her touch and becomes a solid, rock hard object of her. Her satin smooth skin. Everything about her made me want to kiss every inch of her and my cock was totally out of control inside my pants. It was repeatedly throwing itself against the zipper, trying to break through it like a hero in a chick flick breaks through the door to save the damsel in distress.Wendy looked up and saw me staring at her. "I hope you don't mind. They were bothering me all night," she said with the cutest look on her face as a slight blush made her cheeks a bit more rosy,.