Fir mai apna hoth uske hoth pe rkh diya aur phle chhota chhota fir long kiss kiya aur apne hath uske boobs pe rkh diye jaise anjaane me rkhe ho lekin ...baya nhi..Mai bola tuum naraz ho rhi kya to wo boli nhi bhaiya to mai bola tuum v kiss kro to usne v do tin kiss ki….Bs itna hi ho paya bt hm ek do char din tk shi se baat nhi kiye sayd wo v mere irade janti thi ye nhi pta fir mai use chodane ka plane bnane lga ..Ab meri himmt bd gai thi mai ye smjh gya tha ki itna mai kr skta hu agr chahu to. But what was more their absence revealed the golden rounded mounds of her perfect bubble butt which were separated by a tiny dark blue thong. I gasped. I’d often fantasised about her perky butt but now it was right there. Casually Nicky stepped out of the leggings and threw them onto the bench. She sat down facing me again and I drew a king from the deck. ‘Come on,’ she exclaimed in mock frustration as she picked up a two. To my disappointment Nicky swung her legs round and took off her little. I want to hate it, but I don’t.”“I didn’t know, Jen,” he said. “And I definitely didn’t mean to hurt you. I just wish you would’ve told me all of these things, how you felt.”“I didn’t even know how to tell myself,” I said, then getting a tissue to wipe my eyes. “Andy, I like being this way. I love being a woman, and it makes me happy that you accepted me so quickly.”“Of course, I did! Just because you had to transition from a guy to a girl doesn’t mean you aren’t the same person. Even if you. He walked past the living room and into the kitchen. His mom turned around and said, "Wash your hands, Logan. Dinner is ready." Okay mom," he answered. Logan washed his hand and returned to the kitchen. His mom served him beans with ham hocks and corn bread. For dessert there was lemon cake. His mom sat down and they ate dinner together.As Logan ate dinner he already knew from the look on his mom's face that he would have to wait until spring for his new horse. He would try very hard not to.