I am feeling like a freak now, please don't look at me."I was terribly ashamed, I felt guilty for him too."I'm here to help, you are no freak, the doc...or told me what happened, I am sorry, if only I knew before..."He was crying again. It was always hard for me to see Harry crying, I really thought that was most common between pals. Yet at that time was thinking with new possibilities, I cared a lot about him. And maybe that wasn't so common for good friends."Please don't cry Harry, I know you. Church and sporting groups were sending out for more supplies as food stocks ran out. The marquee in front of the fig tree was crowded with people when the official guests arrived. Nicki in a very brief mini skirt and an even smaller top escorted them from the boat. Delfina and Lola hovered near by as the local Member of Parliament introduced Dave to the minister and his two young female advisors. ‘Can we interview you before you leave?’ Lola asked politely. ‘I have a tape I want to give. Was stimmte nicht mitmir? Das war doch nicht normal!?!?Hatte mich das Babysitten in M?dchenkleidung so ver?ndert? Vor kaum mehrals einer Woche w?re ich nie auf den Gedanken gekommen. Ich h?tte einenriesen Bogen um Spitzen und R?schen gemacht. Und nun...Ich mochte es, wie ich in M?dchenkleidung aussah. Aber ich mochte esauch, ein Junge zu sein. Wie passte das zusammen?Ich hatte schon immer ein sexy Outfit gemocht. An Biene zum Beispiel.Nun mochte ich es auch, es selbst anzuziehen. War ich nun. Mom’s pasty thighs were marked by cellulite, and her big clitoris was resting against my balls, safely nested in the nook between them.After adjusting her position mom leaned back, supporting herself with her hands, and opened her legs wide. She first shifted her hips in a way which made me sigh, and then they started to move in the same natural way as when she had been giving birth to me.I kept sighing and groaning deep as I was trying to move my hips along with my mother’s as well as I could,.