’ ‘Maybe,’ I smiled, reprovingly, ‘But one never knows, now, do they?’ ‘Yeah,’ she snorted, ‘We’ll see, won’t we?’ ‘What is yo...r problem, Cindy?’ asked Mrs. Fox. ‘Aw, come on, Missus Fox,’ she said, ‘He has no experience for such a role.’ ‘And neither did you when you first came in here, Miss Donaldson,’ Mrs. Fox pointedly replied, stopping Cindy dead in her tracks, ‘So, if I were you, young lady, I would close my mouth, or leave if you’re not able to do so. Is that clear?’ ‘Yes, Ma’am,’ Cindy. So I thought maybe if I wasmore like a girl I could have cuddles and hugs and be told I am pretty andbe more like Sally so Mummy would like me to and...and.. " Right on cue,those pesky tears began to escape again and Tricia's heart went outcompletely to Katie. She hugged her, stroked her, kissed her, tried toreassure her that she was special and all those things she would give her.The she could come into Her bed whenever she wanted, if she wasfrightened, she would be there for her whatever. In. "I blushed violently and hoped that Jenny couldn't seeme blushing through the makeup."Oh, yeah. I'm sure." I'm serious. We can test out my theory if you want. My car's right outside."I panicked inside. I knew that Jenny wasn't serious,but the thought of being paraded down the aisle andbecome a real life bride provoked a lot of feelingsinside of me - on the one hand, an extreme fear; buton the other hand, a pretty pleasurable feeling ofexcitement. My sexually preferences are very clearlytoward. The chill and fright you first felt goes and the safeness returns. You rub your eyes and look me up and down.I could see at first me being there had frightened her then as she noticed who it was she relaxed.I had been standing watching her sleep for 30mins or so she looked so beautiful so relaxed her breathing rhythmic and soft.I wanted to kiss her touch her hold her tight but i didn't want to frighten her. I suddenly realised what am i doing i am like a stalker uninvited into her home omg i.