There waslittle doubt as to my gender. I was a girl, my reflection said so. Frommy long auburn tresses to my painted toenails, my reflection could not...ossible be that of an adolescent boy. Only a pre-adolescent girlreflected back. I knew I needed to stop hanging around with Michealbefore this went too far, but I didn't know how to get away.The following morning found me lying on Micheal's bed in Sally's bikinibottom while Micheal played with my puffy nipples. He rubbed them, andsucked them. It. I was pushing my hips back hard to meet his thrusts. I wanted him inside me so bad. I couldn’t get enough of him.He suddenly stopped. I thrust back into nothing. I looked back to see him holding his cock and raising up a little. He was moving back in now, but not for my pussy. He had his cockhead in my ass before I knew he was there. We were so wet it went in with no problem at all. Then he pushed a little.Oh my God! He was buried in my ass at least halfway. I felt so full and was so turned on,. When I went back into the room, Bob had picked Angela up and was on a couch, holding her while she sobbed. Harold was still curled up on the floor, sobbing, with his hands over his head.There were only a few other people left. Many of the partygoers had left while I had been in the bathroom. I could see Sue, Gordon, Josh and Louise and Mary. I really wanted to hurt Harold again, but knew that doing so would reduce me to his level. Still, I needed to figure out a way to make sure he was. A couple of times I found myself reliving the events ofSaturday and by the time we kicked out for the day I was pretty woundup. I didn't see much of Rhod but I could guess that he was goingthrough similar turmoil.Back home and I was seriously contemplating how I could get out ofgoing through with this evening. If Julie had not been in doors Iwouldn't have gone, when Bernie knocked on the door, it was sort of thelesser of two evils to go with her."Come on Drew, cheer up." About what?" What's the.