We walked into the bedroom. Ruth was lying on her back and Alf beside her. Both puffing and panting. What happened next blew me away. Bronwyn got onto...the bed and pushed her face between Ruth’s legs and began to lick her cum-filled pussy. “What the fuck are you doing” screamed Ruth and within seconds she raised her knees, spread them and moaned loudly. Ruth told me later that she had never been with a woman before but at that moment she totally surrendered. It was smoking hot as Bronwyn lapped. I gave a little shrug and stood before him in nothing but my thong panties.He stood back and gazed at me. "You are so beautiful."I blushed and he took me into his arms and kissed me again. He slipped his fingers in to the waistband of my panties and started to slide them down kissing a trail down my body as he did so. He placed a kiss right on my mound and I was thankful I'd trimmed it some, but I still said, "I'm sorry, I'm not bare down there." Don't be. You're beautiful."I smiled shyly back. While, yes, still masculine makeup, it was still makeup. For I knew what my inner self was.My inner self was a girl. This was not solely my soul, my spirit, but also my brain. I was a very sensitive, understanding child. But this was hidden under the masquerade I was portraying on the outside. However, I was not, I felt, an outcast, rejected gothic teenage boy, but a normal, feminine teenage girl. These thoughts had been troubling me in some way ever since I emerged from the womb. But they had. She quietly said, “I’ve never touched another woman like this before. You’re very pretty ... very sexy.”There was a pause before she said, “You ran into that woman last week, didn’t you?”It was my turn to gasp. Our eyes met. She said, “I wondered if it was you. You’re driving Doug’s car now. Cory’s fixing yours?”I started crying hard then. She pulled me into her arms and held me close. She said, “How could you think I would turn against you? I love you! You’re the best friend I’ve ever had. I.