" You still want me, Benni? I mean, really want me, after what you know about me?"Benni didn't answer. Instead he grabbed her hips and swung her pelvi... over his until she lay completely on top of him. She gave a small, knowing smile as she felt his erection push into her belly. Reaching back with her hand, she grasped his cock and guided it to her entrance. She warned him to take it slow this early in the morning.He eased the head of his prick just inside her lips and both let out soft moans of. Then she turned and looked at herself in the mirror.She went back to her bureau and got out a pair of white sox. She turnedto me."Yes, if you want my opinion, that's just what Mom should say. I thinkthat you have to be who you are. If you're Jenny, then you're a girl andpeople will have to deal with you as a girl. If they have a problem,it's their problem, not yours."I thought about what Beth had said for a while. I am Jenny. Why should Iworry about Mrs. Johnson? Beth was balancing on one foot. One night D'Wayne was in his undershorts and a tank top watching porn in the living room. I was wearing shorts and a tank top too, and I kept finding excuses to walk by him. D'Wayne watched mostly interracial porn. On that night he invited me to watch the DVDs with him, patting the couch and saying: "Sit down, Keven - I don't bite."I sat next to him and he handed me his joint. We sat there, watching porn and smoking weed for awhile, and I noticed him casually putting his hand into his. Sarah is 19, slim but not skinny, with a woman's, rather than a girl's, figure. Though quite pretty, Sarah seems to have a bit of an inferiority complex. Maybe it's hanging around with my daughter Amy. Amy is so strong willed she has that effect on many of her friends; her personality simply overpowers them.This evening Amy is supposed to be meeting Sarah here before they are going on to some club or other. As usual she's late. Sarah has dressed for the night in a short, low cut and tight.