I think I’ll shower first anyway.”I took a quick shower to wash off the sweat and Vanessa’s juices, dried off and wrapped the towel around my wa...st. As I stepped back into my room, Jenny was still sitting on my bed.“You know that was total bullshit don’t you?” she said.“What was total bullshit?” I asked.“What you said, about sperm making tits grow. It’s just an urban myth.”“It is not, everyone knows it’s true,” I repeated the claim I staked earlier. Of course I knew it was bull, but I wasn’t. I decided that enough was enough. This wasn't going to go any farther.Today and tomorrow I would still go to Mrs. Weber's as Andrea, and thatwould be it. No more girl clothing. And certainly no party.For now I didn't know of any other way to deal with the situation otherthan to skip gym. Reporting myself as sick was not a good idea; mylingerie would have been spotted very quickly. I only hoped that I couldpull off my truancy without a hitch. Staying after school, for instance,wasn't a good idea. He needed the reassurance at that point. ‘I had the strangest thing happen today,’ he said later, ‘I was sitting here and all of a sudden, I felt so great that I got up and took a few steps. In fact, I walked all the way out to the bathroom and back without my walker or anything. It felt great and I was hardly tired at all when I got back.’ ‘Sheer coincidence?’ I wondered. I told him that I had to take a shower and find something to wear as I got off his lap and headed for the bathroom to. I would often watch her from my bedroom window as she went about her chores, putting out the washing to dry or mowing the lawn. I would always feel aroused and lust after her shapely body. The summer when I turned 16 my parents went away for a couple of weeks leaving me at home with Chris and Tony keeping an eye upon me in case I needed any help. One day I came out into the garden and whilst Chris hung out their washing we got talking over the fence. I stood admiring Chriss shapely rear as she.