“Yeah, well,” I chuckled. “Anyway, there’s a young woman I know who is fourteen or fifteen. She’s in foster care and doesn’t want to go ho...e. She’s originally from North Dakota, and while I don’t have all the details, as far as I can tell she was abused by a male relative and very likely was pregnant. She ran away to Chicago, I rescued her from a pimp who was trying to lure her in Union Station, and handed her over to Bethany.”“Good move, since you can get in real trouble for being involved. ’ Will sat up at the end of the bed and had Emily trade places with him. He laid back against the pillows while she settled between his legs. Gently, Emily grabbed Will’s cock and slowly stroked it from base to tip and back again. After a few slow strokes she increased her pace and really started pumping him. Will could feel all the blood rushing to his shaft. ‘Please baby, suck it already.’ ‘Oh, baby, you need me to suck on it for you? You want to feel my warm, wet mouth around your thick,. The Friday after his dad had died, his mother was sitting in the kitchen, staring at the bouquet that was left over from the Friday before. ‘Mom?’ Dylan had asked. ‘Hey Dill Pickle,’ she had said, opening her arms to him. ‘I brought you something.’ ‘What is it honey?’ She had asked through red puffy eyes. Dylan pulled a bouquet daisies and dandelions from behind his back and handed them to his mother. Her eyes welled with tears again. ‘Oh, honey…’ Since that day, Dylan made sure to always have. "I'll be just outside in case you needany support." Thanks," I said nervously as we climbed the stairs together."Not a problem," Emma said, before giggling. "Bruv!" Taking a deepbreath, I knocked on my baby sister's bedroom door and let myself in."Hi," I said quietly to the young girl, who was sat on the bed, stillwearing her party dress."Hi," Becca said. "Claire... Are you going to have a sex change?" I- I don't know," I confessed. "But I probably am, yeah." Why don't you want to be a girl.