” Christina threw her head back. I could see the surprise on her face. “Vicky....He's getting bigger......God....He's stretching my pussy...........You told me but, God......this is unbelievable.” “Oh Shit.....Now Vicky.” Vicky grabbed my balls with her fingernails and squeezed. My first spasm flew up into Christina. Vicky grabbed my dick and pulled it back so that the tip pumped shot after shot onto Christina's pussy lips and bound clit. I felt like damn cock was harder than before. . I helped her with her math’s homework and then went home, this carried on a few times with her seeming to sit closer and closer to me to the point where I had to put my arm around her so she could get closer still.I liked her getting closer as it made my cock swell up.The next time we went to her room she said that she had to change out of her school uniform, I asked to leave her room, she said NO, just turn away, which I did and caught her lovely body in the mirror, mmm nice.Once changed she. He had hidden the fact that he was a woman, and hewould just keep hiding it. He changed the sheets on his bed, balled thestained ones up and put them in the trunk of his car. Later, he foundhimself standing in Isle 10 at an all-night grocery store, looking at theboxes of tampons. He was clueless. Tampons? Pads? Wings or no wings? Hewished there was a girl he could talk and ask about his periods, but whocould he trust?He needed something secure, something for an active woman, but just aboutevery. I wish I could remember why.****I remember where I heard my word. There were two voices, talkingnearby. One was a soft, high voice, and it said something I could notunderstand. Then the other voice, which was deeper and louder,responded by saying my word.The soft-voiced one did not like the word. I heard it crying. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I am learning more words. Or maybe I am remembering them.I know, for example, that I am in a "room"It has.