I was startled when I heard the vase by my window being knocked over, and something landed on the floor with a thud. Something came through the open w...ndow. But what. I was blindfolded, so I couldn’t see a thing.Then, someone rang the doorbell. I couldn’t answer. It rang again. After a third time, it went silent. I laid there (I couldn’t do much else anyway). The vibrator had brought me to my brink. I was damn horny and soaking wet.I had already squirted in my panties twice and was trembling. I had been with Luke and Ben for almost two hours, and by the time I got home it was 7:30 pm. Peter and I got into bed, and I told him everything that happened, before we got into a sixty-nine, and he licked, sucked, and swallowed the cum from my thighs and pussy, as I sucked his thick cock to orgasm.We fucked after our oral sex, and when we were cuddling afterwards, Peter said, “ I would never have believed I’d feel this way, but as much as I love to fuck you, I also like knowing that you are. I stood up to leave. God bless my dad, who saved the day."Now Candy," he said. He and Aunt Wendy were the only people in the world who could call my mother "Candy." Her name was Candace and she politely informed anyone who shortened it, or changed it in any other way, that her name was Candace. So I knew when he called her that, that he was on my side. He proved that when he went on. "The boy probably heard that kind of trash talk at school, and you know how teenage boys will let their mouths. What!?Live with me? Be mine forever? She looks at me grinning. You want me to live with you as your girlfriend? What might people think, some know I’m transgender. I don’t care what people think, I already changed my Facebook to in a relationship with you... Babe my Facebook says I’m transgender!I don’t care. She logs on excepting my friend request smiling and changes hers from single to serious relationships with me. We snapped a photo of ourselves neck up of course laying in bed together..