. who had never had that talk with her daughter. So I kept Pauline off school that day and my mother came over to have a word with her.Thus our lives ...eached a new equilibrium. The kids were quiet, worked hard at school and never gave me a moments' worry. I say that ... I was a little worried at Pauline's social isolation if relieved in some ways that she didn't start dating. She took on the 'lady of the house' role and ensured we always had good food in the house and clean linen. I interrupted. He was veryabrupt about me wanting to be a girl."So. Your mother tells me that you want to be a girl. Is that right?" Yes." She says that you have a lot of friends that think you're a girl. Thatyou play dolls with them and have even named your doll. Is that righttoo?" Yes." Is there a boy involved in this decision?" Not really. He likes me but not the way your thinking! I'm only 12!" Yes. Of course. Tell me why you want to be a girl. Why do you want togive up being a boy for a skirt? Boys have. They were virgins and the charge was $100 a round. The first man had to pony up twice that amount. Half of the money would be their dowry while The Auction got the rest. A contract of conception was signed by every man. Vaginal sex only. Guaranteed three times a week for first five years of marriage. Pregnancy does not affect terms. The first to have her cherry popped was a thicker girl. Brown skinned with an ample behind that jiggled with every stroke. Once the initial sting passed it was. And WHAT a cock! Sandeep was twenty-five and very good looking. We both scream and trying to cover up. Both of us were staring at his massive meaty cock. “Don’t try to cover up girls.” He said. “i’ve been watching for about five minutes and i’ve seen both of you already.” Sheetal was pissed, and screamed at him for sneaking in, and invading our privacy (we’d left the bedroom door open though). Sandeep lived separate at his own place, but he often came home to visit, and this was one of those.