"So you do stutter,"he said. "I never heard you talk before." And you're the rich kid with no friends?" Amie asked quickly.Jake smiled a little. "Pret...y much." So why you dressed up?" Jake asked, looking me over. "Is it a dare orsomething? I'm sure the teachers will notice."I smiled a little, turning back to look at the entrance, it was nearlyour turn to go in. "D-d-d-d-do you s-s-see anyone running and s-s-screaming at m-m-m-me?" I asked.Jake paused, then shook his head. "No." Interesting,. ”“You know that, and I know that. Hell, even Peter knows that. But believing in it anyway, even thought it’s just bullshit, let Peter keep control of his cock. Strange isn’t it?”“Whatever, I just want to get naked and pose! I’m already halfway there.”“Well go put your nurse costume on then silly; Peter is downstairs waiting for his appointment with Nurse Meagan!”“Fuck! You let me waste all this time talking to you when Peter is already here? Where are your priorities mother? I’m so fucking. In open rebellion to tradition, she wore a bodice that actually accentuated her physical abnormality. To all who would criticize her poor taste, Lissa would reply that God had made her faldu, and she was not going to be ashamed of it. No one could argue with that.Movers were considered to be nonconformists, and Lissa was a shining example of this. Unlike most docrens, who currently had their hair cut short, Lissa had let her straight platinum blonde hair grow as long as she could, then pulled. It lightens my heart, excites and relaxes me all at once. Her lips rise as mine fall, and she meets me in the most natural, deep, hungering, loving kiss I've ever known. One of the last coherent thoughts in my mind as it flits away is that after these years, she can still surprise me, even as she's always delighted me. As my desire grows from tasting her, so does my heart, to a height of contented happiness, and the total reality of the moment quashes any thoughts that it could be a dream..