For the past few years, we had been nearly inseparable, exactly like when we were kids. We played volleyball together, loved the same art teacher, and...on some nights when I woke up from a particularly bad night terror, she let me sneak into her bed, head nestled against her larger bosom, soothed by the sound of her breathing…I have had night terrors since the accident. I can’t say that Madison became like a mom, that would have been too much to ask, but she tried to bridge the gap. She answered. She said nothing but said i was looking at myself and started thinking, i asked her about what and she said since you can see everything on me. I said yeah and she said what would you think about shaving your cock. I told her i didn't think so and she asked why not, i wont have to worry about hair then either and besides if you don't like it you can grow it back. I stood there not sure thinking about it and she said just try it for me. I wasn't sure and just stood there and she reached over and. I can say though that saying some of these out loud feels almosttherapeutic."Sarah took a long sip from the straw of her drink and then looked atmine. She grinned a little. "You even drink different as a girl. Younever use a straw as a man but you are using one now?" Following your clues. You always use one so I thought I should. Ialso kind of wanted to see my lipstick on it."Sarah actually laughed at that. "I have one last question, for now, Iam sure I will have others later. Does. Her obscenities turned into moans and then cries of, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh god don't stop, please don't stop" and then she had a loud orgasm and her nails dug into my ass and she urged me to cum. "Give it to me baby, give it to me" and I did. I thrust in and held myself against her as I emptied my balls into her hot cunt.There was silence between us as we lay side by side on the bed. Possibly because neither of us knew what the hell to say. Finally the silence got awkward and I broke it,.