Tessa never had thatproblem. Much to the dismay of her parents, she kepther red hair cropped short. However, with a simpleshake of her head, it seemed...to fall just right andalways looked both slightly tousled and sexy. To behonest, she had the body I wished to grow into. I alsoadmired her confident manner and the quick connectionshe made with people. One hot July day, we put on our bathing suits andwalked through the woods from the cottage to the ropeswing. Leading the way, Tessa called back. Also, of course, the breakfast she'd prepared smelt wonderful and, I realised, I was really hungry, so...I woke in one of those strange dreamlike states which for a moment left me unsure as to where I was ... and who it was breathing gently beside me. As I gathered myself together ... noting the large quantity of clothing strewn across the floor, and blushing slightly at the sight of a large glass dildo lying amongst the debris ... some of the events of the previous evening came back to me. I. Kennedy forced herself to pay attention and smile. Then it was time to get back on the busses and it was with regret that Kennedy watched Harriet walk away.Still, it was impossible for her to miss that Harriet wasn't ugly. She was a pleasant, rather cute girl. Did she sexually stir Kennedy? Kennedy settled into her seat and thought about that, long and hard. After the first few minutes, she was embarrassed. If the answer had really been "no," she wouldn't have still been thinking about it.. When he finally emerged and took a breath, he almost groaned. The air was stale without her intoxicating scent. He wanted to dive back between her legs but she grabbed his hand and he moved up the bed and laid down on his back, beside her.They were silent for awhile, the only sound in the room was that of their soft breathing and beating hearts. "Are you going to call the cops?" James asked tentatively, running a hand through his hair."I could. What you did was wrong." I know." The wrongness of.