”“Well first off, she has changed her look a bit.”“Yes, she has,” Shelby agreed. “She’s been talking about it this summer. She has compl...tely changed her bedroom, her wardrobe and she’s got contacts now. She says she’s ready for a, um, meta-something.”“A metamorphosis?” I asked.“That’s the word!”“It’s like when a caterpillar changes into a butterfly.”“Ah, makes sense. Very appropriate for her.”“Agreed.”“So, what did you think of your butterfly last night?”I gave the question a bit of thought. Her pussy is so small and so fucking wet.When they left, I turned to Miss Mooney.“Miss Mooney, I hope you’re not mad because Cynthia wants to play around like a grown teenager. I really like her and I don’t want to make her think she’s too young for me, since I’m not much over a year older than her.”“Josey, just let her show her affection for you, please?“Here, I want you to have my panties too. They’re really wet, Josey, you may want to put them in your pocket to keep them from seeing how wet. The doctors said that I would likely start and have a cyclesooner or later, but they didn’t know when it would start. I closed my eyes and fought hard not to crythinking about. Was I really going to have to go through this every month?Not knowing what else to do, I asked my mom for help. It was highly embarrassing, but she cameand helped me. We tackled the mess on my bed first, and she taught me about pads and tampons. Iwas going to have to keep track of my cycle and get used to the signs of my. I mean, it’s just weird.?He considered her for a few moments. ?How old are you?? he asked softly, unexpectedly.?Eighteen.? She drew herself up straighter. ?Almost.??In a few more years,? he said, ?hopefully you’ll learn to mind your own business.? He turned and left the laundry room. Gabrielle hesitated for a moment, not sure whether to be embarrassed or challenge the situation even further. Suddenly, she’d decided and she hurried to catch up with him. ?I’m sorry if you think I’m, you.