"I _shouldn't_ feel like this!" she insisted."I'm really a guy! I shouldn't be getting all teary-eyed thinking abouta baby!"Julie smiled. "It was a ...aby you carried for all those months, that younurtured in your womb, and that you delivered into the world. It's onlynatural that you felt some emotional attachment, and now that you'vegiven birth, that you feel some sense of loss."Tommi sniffled and wiped her eyes again. It was a losing battle to tryto stay ahead of the tears. "But it was so. She decided that she would sit in front of her big mirror so that she could better see between her legs so she sat down, spreading her legs and lifting her skirt up. The glistening liquid seemed to be all over her crotch. Her pubic hair sparkled in the mirror and her pussy lips were spread wide revealing its contents to Lauren’s eager eyes. Just below her pubic hair was a small little pink orb that was poking out of a fold of skin, what she would later come to know as her clitoris. Underneath. He had to be good in bed, or at least trainable. Sexually, size didn’t matter as long as he could satisfy us. He didn’t have to be handsome, just presentable. What we wanted went deeper than outside appearances.’ ‘Of course, we were looking for a man for each of us, we had no idea we would ever be considering sharing.’ ‘Then Claire met Charlie. He wasn’t impressive, at first. He was so calm, and quiet. It took her two dates to see past the surface. She received some unwanted attention from. Mom stretched and yawned and momentarily almost letting one of her boobs slip out of the vest. She was still in the duvet that covered her from the waist down. She patted the space next to her on the queen size bed motioning for me to join her. I placed the tray in her laps and walked around the bed to slip my self into the duvet. As I lifted the covers I realised that she must have been naked underneath that vest because it was riding quite high and I couldn't see a panty line or any hint of.