"So Renée was your first?"My response was slow, almost suspicious. "Yeah. Why?" If she actually thought everything was great, then how did you not ..... You know..." She struggled to find the right words, and then she turned to technical terms: "Blow your wad too quickly."I blinked my eyes as I tried to answer without being too graphic, "I ... uhh ... She didn't ... I mean ... I didn't get undressed immediately."She watched me, waiting for a further explanation."We started out just ... you know,. Nicole was on the edge of orgasm, the steady yet firm sensation of Michael’s thrusting having built her up over time. Michael increased his pace slightly, his own building orgasm motivating him to bring Nicole over the edge.“Yes! I’m cumming!” Nicole moaned out loudly as Michael’s increased pace drove her to her orgasm.Michael felt the contractions of Nicole’s pussy around his cock, the additional pressure driving him to his orgasm as he pushed himself balls-deep into Nicole’s tight, wet. He always played too loud and swore at the ten-year-old k**s that kicked his ass. Sometimes it was funny, mostly it was just annoying. I decided to go for a walk.I was used to walking alone, but with Aubrey so firmly planted in my mind at the moment, I really wanted to see if she’d go with me. A knot was forming in my gut, a knot of uncertainty. I didn’t want her to think I was ignoring her or that the sex was just a onetime thing for me. I also didn’t want to come off like Ashton, a raging. Mom said, "You go all the way or not. You can't keep getting intofights and stay as a Cheerleader. So you are my other daughter. You dohave one advantage. Your name. Kim works for girls as well as boys.Your sister has that same edge. I still wish she would wear a skirt ora dress more often. She is like you. You both look good in a skirt."Mom made it clear. I was to look like a girl at all times. I also hadto act like a girl at all times. In short, I was to be a girl.I did not tell mom one.