I rolled the fabric between my fingers as I felt my cock hardening in my pants. My cock was straining at the zipper as I removed the panties and opene... them up revealing the gusset. I exhaled as I raised them to my face and buried my nose in the crotch and inhaled slowly. At last...there she was! These were the panties she wore on her trip home. The panties that contained her sweet bottom on her 5000 mile journey. The same panties traveled another 5000 miles to reach me!My cock throbbed as I. “She’s in recovery.”She led me to Mae’s side. I picked up her hand and patted the back of it. “Mae?”Mae’s eyes cracked open. “Len?” She looked my way. “When are they going to start?”“You are done,” I replied. “Now it’s time to heal.”Her treatment plan included a week’s stay in the hospital. I visited her daily. At first she was really out of it as they kept her quite heavily sedated. By about the third day she had been weaned off of the sedation and was alert but in quite a bit of pain.By. "Oh we've being doing that for a long time," Madison said."Probably before we were born," said Kimberly. All three laughed."Well, good. I'll discuss this with your brother, and we will schedule your deflowering as soon as we can." De-whating?" said Kim.Their father laughed, stood, bent and kissed them both on the forehead and left. The girls fell back on the bed, giggling and kissing, legs and tongues intertwined."You think we ought to tell him about the blow jobs?" Kimberly asked."Uh uh," said. There's an old saying, 'the way to a man's heartis through his stomach' and I proved it true. My male classmates were veryprotective of me. Whenever there was a new boy in class, the other boysquickly and quietly made sure he left me alone.The third reason was my demeanor. I always greeted everyone kindly, Ioffered to help whenever I could, and I only spoke in soft and encouragingterms. As a sissy I knew it was my responsibility to be slightly flirty,to make both boys and girls feel good about.