Without thinking, I allowed my hand to drift downto my crotch, where I pressed my fingers against my raging erection. Itwas raging but it wasn't big.... I'm short and so is my penis. Unlike mywife, I don't exercise, so my body is soft. I have almost no body hair,which is why Grace made me shave off what little there was, saying thatI'd look better without it. She turned toward me unexpectedly and said,in an accusing voice, "Spying, Marty? Again?" My mouth opened andclosed but no words came.. “I have had these strange feelings my whole life, and I’ve tried to contain them, I’ve tried to make it go away. But finally I have to accept this, I have to accept that this is who I am.” he paused as I waited expectantly, “Christa, I am a woman. I am a woman and my name is Amber.”Strangely I was not surprised by this. All the pieces slid into place, and I saw a light in my friend’s eyes that I had never seen before. Amber was looking at me, and I recognized that I had seen her before in. They spur me on as my new friend furiously works on my clit, I can feel my juices running down my legs as he looks up at me with a sly smile."Have you had enough yet slut?" as he slowly runs his finger down the length of my slick pussy. "No, please don't stop," I beg. "Please make me cum," I barely recognize the desperation in my voice "Oh, you want me to make you cum with my tongue?"He teases as he quickly slaps my clit sending waves of electricity through my body. It takes me over as I grab. “What’s bullshit?” asked Val as she descended the stairs wearing a pink t-shirt and jeans shorts.“Your baby brother isn’t going to hang out with us,” Melissa returned.“Oh, I’m pretty sure Danny thinks girls still have cooties,” Val said, shooting me a grin.Val and Melissa left a few minutes later and I returned to my room to work on the essay. While I stared at the blank word document, my mind wouldn’t quit focusing on the thought of Melissa’s tits. I thought about masturbating but knew I.