Told herstraight out that I would rather be a girl than a boy. She went shock asshe pondered her feelings about it. Her response was soon to buy me ab...nch of books on gay life style and the dangers of getting aids. Sheeven said she talked to a priest at church who was very disapproving ofthe whole thing. All this resulted in was my filling the sink andsticking my electric razor under water in an attempt to electrocutemyself.When I went off to college I started using to the library computer. No point in being bashful at this point. I approach my sisters room to find her door partially open, wondering if the generous view of her bed was intentional, if perhaps she hoped this is exactly what I would do. By the time I had got there she was well under way her more thorough and intense masturbation session.Shirt and bra completely removed, skirt thrown across the foot of the bed, there she lay still in her panties. One hand was squeezing and tweaking one of her nipples standing tight. What forces were combining to keep her at his lips she couldn't say, but she stayed. What started out as a kiss of affection soon became a kiss of desire. Janice's tongue, after being alone in her mouth for all her life now had a companion. The sliding, and slipping, and licking, was something she felt down to her pussy. The simple pleasure of their tongues playing, and promising more, was a newly-found sensation for her. There was a pang in her heart for what she had missed. She felt as a girl. All four of them! One day after classes, we hurried to his house, our desire pretty evident as we rushed through the front door and started working each others pants off. Today started a little differently. I reached into Stephens pants and took hold of his steel hard penis. He was small of stature but had a thick 8 inch penis that I could clearly feel the throbbing of blood that was surging through it as I began stroking it. We stopped kissing for a moment and he smiled up at me and felt.