I trusted him, but I was still scared shitless.Well, if we wanted the Comanches to ride into the little valley, I had to be doing the right thing. The...leaders of the group saw me and started shooting while riding as fast as their horses could move down the valley toward me. I didn't have time to count the Comanches between the valley walls, but a quick glance made it look like everybody had arrived. If I didn't know better, I would swear that there were a thousand Indians all trying to shoot. “Take dis dick, sissy,” howled Cortez.They fucked repeatedly that day,“You wanna come live wit’ me,” checked Cortez.“Yes, baby,” admitted Zain.Cortez got a lawyer. He filed for adoption of Zain Coles.It progressed through Family Court. Things were finalized.Zain was 16. Cortez was 22.Cortez was buying sexy lingerie and panties for Zain on the regular. He had the Zain taking home school courses over the Internet. He was also feeding the sissy boi estrogen pills and testosterone blockers.Zain’s. I couldn’t let them go. They are a part of this house. It is their livelihood. The work here feeds their families and puts their children through school. How could I let them go?”“That sounds expensive.”“I suppose it is. But I am investing in their futures.”“Their futures. You won’t see a return of investment.”“Who said I needed a return of investment? Knowing their futures are brighter is enough.”“You really mean that don’t you?”“Mean what?”“The stuff about brighter futures. I soaked all that. Jessica had been drafted in as a member of the support team, which meant that she organized the food and kept the base clean and tidy so that the science team could focus on the sampling and analysis. She was nineteen, a natural blond with ice blue eyes and a stunning body. Her looks and personality attracted me straight away, but I had no idea at the time what a close friend she would eventually become. And the journey of sexual discovery we would share.The summer of that year was warm and, at.