"What the fuck is going on? Did my brother send you to do this to me?" She spits out. My she is pissed."No. But after watching your videos we figure y...u would love it. And if not we will still fuck you anyway."Her heart just stops.Fears come home. That terrible moment when something you have worried about becomes all too real. If you could see her face inside the hood you would see a very pale woman."Now look asshole. This is not what I am into at all. AT ALL. If you let me go now I will forget. , and we were laying side by side in my bed. I looked at her sleeping there so peacefully. What a beautiful site. The dog whined again, so I got up and let him outside, and I went to the can and took a piss. I walked back to the bedroom and watched her sleep for a few minutes, then grabbed a tee shirt and my sweat pants, got dressed and headed for the kitchen.First thing I did was clean up the mess we left from last night. I then thought about what to make for breakfast. I got some of last. “Catch me if you can” she said so off I went in HOT pursuit. We spent a good while chasing each other around, rolling around in the grass, jumping on each other, and shouting, laughing etc. we found our hands wandering into increasingly inappropriate places! She was rolling around without a care in the world. I caught sight of her pussy on several occasions. But did she care? Not a bit of it.We eventually ran out of energy and sat side by side on the river bank dangling our feet in the river.. Only sometimes, beneath the budded breasts and long almond colored hair, I can only see Jack underneath Jackie, in my chin, or my ears. Even though no one else could notice, I can tell, remembering what it was like.And I can wonder how hard it is for other people. For someone who wasn’t born with wide hips, a small nearly hairless frame, and a soft feminine face. For those who can’t quite make their body reflect what they always saw inside, who have to work at it harder than me, for less in.