To Elena, I ha ve always been special. Normally when children lose their parents , the elder siblings tend to become overprotective. Elena always trea...ed me as a friend and according to her; I was her best friend. She gave me freedom to live the life a normal boy should and to do the things everyone else does. Even with her busy schedule, she would take time out to be with me, take me places and buy me anything I wanted. Every night, I thank ed God for sending an angel in to my life. However,. He was so excited to finally have my cock in his mouth he could hardly breath. I was feeling the same. It was intense. My head was spinning and I was already getting close. I wrapped my arms around his head and curled over him, holding him down on me to stop him from making me cum. My cock was in his throat and I held him there until I could calm down. I couldn't really believe what was happening. It was surreal and erotic in a way I could hardly take in. When I let go of him he lifted his. I'm not used to wearing dresses like these soit was difficult to maneuver. I finally managed to get the zipper up.I was adjusting the "girls" when Marchesa asked if I was ok. "Yes I'mjust making sure everything fits." "I want to see!"I take a deep breath before I reveal my self. I put my hand on thecurtain and opened it. I saw Marchesa's eyes glisten from the lightfrom the changing area reflecting off the tiny stones on the bodice ofmy dress. It was a lovely moment."Wow hey!" she. For some reason, she didn't appreciate my suggestion.Chapter Two:It Grows and I Sleep Standing UpWe ended up at some cheesy-assed place called Barnacle's FishHouse, but we pissed off the waitress after a bunch of order changes andsome comments about her resemblance to Dolly Parton.I have no doubt she spit in our food. Then we got kicked out withoutpaying, just because a few of the French fries I threw at Sarah and Ginaended up in some old woman's hair. Oh, and we were told never to comeback. I.