This time, I was the one who sighed, because I knew in my heart that I was losing the "Santa battle" with Kelly. I would probably never be able to per...uade her to believe again; not even if I told her the truth about me, and why I believed in Santa. Why shouldn't he? He gave me the greatest gift I've ever received. He--or to be accurate, someone very close to him--changed me into a girl. I was born as Mark, the youngest of three children. I had an older brother Ted, and an older sister, Kate.. "I wasactually hoping to get some tips from you. Your style is always sooooin season.I blushed. "Awww, bring it in." We then embraced each other in a largehug. I could only imagine what it looked like, with ripe breastssqueezed against ripe breasts, each set straining against the confinesof our tops."Okay," Jane said after we exited our embrace, "I'll come by your houseat five and then bring you to the mall, alright?"I smiled. "Sounds. "Once our parents are back in town?" Good question."I mean... um... assuming we all want to keep doing it," Kristina adds. "I mean... I certainly do!" Lauren leans over my chest as she raises her head to look me in the eyes. Her warm boobs are pressed against me and my arm is drayped around her back. "Me too," she whispers, kissing me lightly on the lips. "What about you, Brandon?" she smiles. "Are you going back to Kelly or do you want to keep your little teenage harem?" "I would be crazy not. ...for a pretty, young, slim and attractive girl such as yourself, they’ll be queuing up, literally falling over themselves in their eagerness to get their cocks into you; the unlucky ones will certainly return again, night after night until they too get to fuck you. I am reliably informed that a young girl like you can easily expect to be fucked by the throbbing, pulsing and spurting cocks of 8 to 10 punters each and every day. Of course there will be times dear Alison when you won’t be quite.