She told her daughter that she could onlysupply love and support and that Zach would develop in the way he wasmeant to. And this is what she had decid...d to do. She could not be sure,but slowly, deep down she began to come to the conclusion that having nofather in his life was NOT the cause of Zach's girlishness. It was justhis way!Soon he began to bring the influences of the playgroup into the home andhe began to make demands of his mother. He wanted to have more of thedistinctly girl toys that. She spoke about something, but he didn't really hear her, he was captivated by the look she gave him. She lowered her head slightly and looked up at him through her long eyelashes, her eyes smiling at him. Her glossy lips were pink and wet, and every so often she would lick or suck at her popsicle, until it was gone.Anna sat upon a tall stool in her navy blue skirt and white button up shirt. She had little white socks on and glossy black shoes on her small feet. Her hair was in a tight shiny. I forced myself not to masturbate. I needed to save every drop of cum I had for Jenny this weekend.I approached Jenny's apartment uncharacteristically nervous. I had been fighting this hardon all day, but now I was as limp as a wet balloon. I was worried I wouldn't be able to get it up for her.Jenny opened the door and peered at me. Her expression was difficult to read. She wasn't her usual cheery self, but she didn't look like she hated me either."Hey," she greeted me. "Come on in. Can I get. “You carry cans? Isn’t that heavy? All our stuff is dried”“Yes, but I don’t mind really. I like rice pudding. Anyway you have to carry water instead don’t you?” He wasn’t experienced in hiking, he didn’t know whether people brought water or assumed they’d find it on the way. He sighed and looked at the setting sun. This was not the usual approach from muscular young men, who would often be downing their third beer and leering at the girls in shorts by now. “Isn’t it amazing?”The two young.