"Well,my...uh...testicles weren't descending and I wasn't developing facialhair." She had never said these words aloud to anyone and continued."My pa...ents weren't concerned, I mean not concerned enough to take meto the doctor when I asked about it." How did you find out?" Lorraine asked."I went for my annual physical and the doctor looked at me and wasconcerned. My penis was, as he said, severely underdeveloped." That's what the doctor said about Aiden." Well, yes. And then, well, my body. Then suddenly she appeared in front of me naked, I was totally shocked! However I viewed her cleavage and saw her breasts were hanging downwards. I began to feel a hard on. To hide it to her I turned around and told her that I will be waiting for her at the dining table. I had nearly reached the door when she said: “Wait, look at me.” So I half-turned and I fixed my eyes on her breasts, I could almost see the nipples. She wasn’t moving, watching me. She sat down and asked me:“Why are you. An inch below your belly button, a gentle but prolonged touch, then gone. That one caused you to flex your abs. Well, flex isn’t precisely the correct description. Almost like a shiver or involuntary muscle contraction ahead of a moving touch. Left ear lobe. A soft touch, followed by a warm breath. Chills all over your body with that one: right nipple, the very tip. Like plugging in an extension cord, with impulses being carried directly to your clitoris. A hot breath on the left nipple. It. Long brown hair and almond green eyes, and a cute little button nose completed her look. I myself was a full head taller but than that still only amounted to 5 foot 8 inches. I had short blond hair inherited from my mother, and was peculiarly skinny. My sister in particular was very weak physically but had the graceful movements of a ballet dancer. She loved to spend time in the ballroom section of the gym, and has already competed in several dance competitions. She hadn’t won any yet and I had.