Instead I answered my Stacie with firmness."No, Stacie. You're not going to be a boy again. Ever again." I let that sink in and continued. "You're...a girl for now on-- a very pretty young lady. And yes-- you do have to wear cute clothes and make yourself up. Otherwise how will you keep yourself pretty? Being pretty is very important for a high school girl, isn't it?"His lips were pursed again but he nodded reluctantly."That's right. And you'll continue to keep yourself as attractive as. “I’ll study it later, but I doubt there’s much I need to know. I’m not ready to show my face yet. Have CC send a messenger and we’ll figure out everyone’s next step.”Eric leaned over the legs of a man lying across a park bench. “It’s not as bad as it appears. While it’s persistent, it’s in the process of clearing up and should be okay by the end of the week.”The man pulled his pant leg up and stared at the wound, still blackish.“You’re sure? The doctor told me they had to chop it off. I’m glad. I don't think Art was ready for that and they compromised by placing the furnace in the tunnel too. Art groused a little bit as he used a pneumatic drill to cut a hole from the tunnel to the house for the vent to be brought through.Jenn and I had a discussion about my stove when she found out it was to be a wood burning stove which would also provide hot water. I almost ended any chance for a relationship with her when I got surely and asked, "What difference does it make to you?" The answer. Carly looked down at his thrusting cock as it raced in between her titties. He playfully brought it out for a moment and circled her nipples . . .first the right side and then the left. It began to get a little dry so he raised his hips and stuck his cock back into her waiting mouth. Her eyes twinkled as she re-lubricated his rod. After it was sufficiently moist he placed it back in between her glossy little titties. He was now ready for some tit fucking action. Jessie what Im going to have.