"From you confronting to me about my video, us having fun with my mom, and everything else in between. I know now, you are one kinky woman, but I stil... love you. I love all of you, even you, Maria. Maybe this is just not bad enough for me to stop, so it had the reverse effect and actually made me love you even more. Who the hell knows, this is all just like one sexual wet dream, only I know it is real."I slathered my lips eternally, continued to shed tears and scrubbed my pussy even though I. The look of pity on Jen’s face was already showing. “Don’t give me that look,” Leslie scolded. “I’m fine. Really. This marriage didn’t work either and I’m at peace with it.” “But what happened?” Jen asked. “You never said you two were having problems.” “This one was my fault,” Leslie admitted. “I’m sure that’s not true,” Jen consoled. “I don’t quite know what happened,” Leslie started. “I was at a convention and this guy I’ve known for about a year was there. We had a few drinks. I ended up. Heather's father raised her thebest he could but that was like a boy. She liked sports and buildingthings. For as long as she could remember she felt like she was a guy.But sometimes she just had to go a long as a girl. In high school sheeven took classes in carpentry while the other girls took homeeconomics.She never was attracted to the boys in school but she found herselfattracted to the girls. She did not think of herself a lesbian becausein her mind she was a boy.After high school she got. The Prologue has been on this site for some time. Unfortunately, the censors at Literotica rejected my first and second chapters. I have rewritten them, making sure that no overt sexual activity takes place until the participants are 18 years of age. All of the major characters are completely fictional and bear no resemblance to actual people, living or dead. To understand the story, you need to read the Prologue first, then proceed through the various chapters as they are posted. So, look.