I loved the feeling of the dress hugging me above the waist and theskirt billowing out over my petticoats, rustling and swishing around mylegs.I loved...it... even though I was a boy. A boy named Lee.Lee Little. The last name fit. I was a preemie and sickly as an infant.By the time I entered high school I was a teenage runt, five foot twoand barely a hundred pounds. I had no facial or body hair and my voicehadn't changed. I almost looked more like a girl than a boy, with anarrow jaw, button nose,. She loved the fact that the Commune could turn into a mostly lesbian orgy all at the whim of my voice. She belonged in the Commune; Hannah did not.I wasn't sure what Hannah was thinking but she did not answer her door when I knocked to tell her my decision. I went to bed not knowing what tomorrow would bring. Maybe Hannah would be able to explain to me why she wanted to be my slave or maybe Hannah would steal away in the middle of the night. I hoped she didn't try the latter, but I would not. She was now sucking me hard in out holding him with both hands and my hands were holding her head and grabbing her hair.I said ooohhh,……you are great….And she sucked harder at him. I was throbbing hard and could feel the movement of juices up from my legs and upper body racing towards my cock…..This was a signal to her and she said, fuck me hard now…..I inserted him into her soft and wet pussy and in one movement shoved it in, she screamed out loud and I stopped…..She led me in with her hands. ”“Do you really care what I think?”“Kind of. To be honest I was considering coming back to the gym and asking you if you wanted to get a coffee some time, but I thought you might not want to date a girl who walked around without any underwear and let a stranger fuck her in the back room of a gym.” Tegan laughed. “I can’t imagine what you think of me now.”“Are you asking me out on a date?”“I thought about it. But all things considered what I’m really asking if if a guy could even consider dating.