What went through my mind at the time, Istruggle to remember but my answers to his questions came without evenrealising what the questions were.He loo...ed at me and told me how attractive I looked - for a tomboy. Weended up talking, like a would be couple. He told me that I reallyneeded to drop this tomboy image if I was to go on in life. He treatedme as a woman - one who liked dressing as a man. He was asking me todress more lady like, and I was AGREEING with him. He left me with aparting kiss. "But you can call me Quince or Q if youwant. In fact, I'd prefer if you do."I realized we had to be practically touching in order to communicate andI'd hardly noticed until now. I also noticed just then that I was dancingquite a bit more naturally and without thought as I stared at this boytalking to me."Do you come here often?" he asked, then laughed again, running his handsthrough his hair, "wow, that sounded super lame."I shook my head wordless, watching him move. Just as he'd said about. "I guess," said Mary, biting her nails. "I can't think about that right now." It's going to be fine," said Alexa. "Another few minutes and it'll all be over." Yeah," said Mary.She looked down at the ground as a woman passed by them in the hallway."I just don't get why they do this to us," said Mary. "Why do I have to like girls? I'm only going to marry one person anyway. What's the difference?" Well it is kinda sexist," said Alexa. "Only liking one gender. But it's lot like you can control. Mommy was aware of and involved in the play. Often Daddy would fuck her and I would lick his cum from her cunt or asshole once he was done. I was very young when Daddy decided it was time to break in my little cunt. He and mommy made a big deal out of it. Mommy made my favorite dinner, and my Uncle Mike came over to film the event. Mommy made me a special nightie to wear all night that was made out of very soft, very sheer cotton, so that I was covered up but my c***dish charms were completely.