When it became to much she turned the water to hot enjoying the scalding water warming her chilled skin. There was only one thing left to do, Mo...gan guessed, and that was to take care of this problem herself. Keeping her green eyes level in the mirror Morgan watched as her right hand trailed a slow path down her flat stomach to her vagina. Her left hand staid where it was weighing the soft mound of flesh, coaxing her flat nipple into a hard bud. She might be a virgin but that. "I wanted to tell her everything would be alright, that he was a corpsedecomposing in the ground. But I wasn't sure if I believed that myself,not really. "Do you think you'll ever be alright?" I asked."I hope so," she answered.I kissed her forehead and she laid her face against my chest.* * *The next day things were, understandably, a lot more relaxed. We triedon our costumes for the party, we were doing a gender bent mad men,with Max as the male boss, and me as her secretary. We replied the. It was raining so hard I just stood under the canopy to wait for the rain to let up a bit. Several other people were waiting as well and this young guy pushed his cart near mine and asked, "Remember me?" He looked familiar and then refreshed my memory by telling me that he went to school where I worked. I immediately remembered him as a very feminine boy who was hated by the other guys and loved by all the girls. I also remembered that I often thought how many times he had gotten his dick. I had even considered figuring out ways to take herforcefully, although this option I quickly discarded.One Saturday morning in the spring I was home mowing my lawn for thesecond time of the year. It was a cool day with a slight breeze but Iwas hot from the activity and went inside and stripped down completelyto put on a pair of shorts with no underwear. Five minutes after Iresumed mowing the lawn I noticed my young beauty coming down mydriveway on a ten speed bicycle. Adrenaline shot through.