Pat had long thought that hemight be gay, and though that thought didn't upset him, he had neverbeen attracted enough to anyone to act on it. Correct...on, he thoughtto himself, he had never been attracted to another gay man enough toact on it. He knew that his friendship with John was the longestrelationship he had ever had, but he also knew that John was about astraight as they come.Pat looked closer into the mirror. His eyes had shifted color fromtheir normal blue/green to a more brilliant. At five foot four, and a hundred twenty pounds, my tits aren’t large, just enough to fill a mans hands. I never gave much thought to my bust size, aside from measuring for bra’s I hardly notice them it all. Whoever this was with the hands noticed, and I felt the first zip of arousal when he clamped on to my nipple and began rolling it between his finger and thumb. When his mouth found the other breast, he snaked out his tongue to taste it at the same time another pair of hands slide down my. Now that I was a Sophomore, my dad extended my curfew to 10:00pm on school nights and 11:30pm on Friday and Saturday. My mom didn’t like it one bit. According to Stephanie, she overheard my dad say that an early curfew won’t keep him from doing things you don’t like when his girlfriends’ parents are permissive. Dad was really going to bat for me.On Tuesday at school, the very first thing I did was check in the office. I asked if the informational meeting for YFU had been scheduled. They told me. “Who are you?” she asks cautiously.“I’m Faart,” comes a meek voice.Penelope almost giggles. Hazel bursts out in full laughter. Faart? I wonder what his parents were high on.“I’m Penelope,” she says. “It’s nice to meet you.”“Faart is happy to see someone here, but it’s a shame you’re not staying long.”“How do you know?”“Faart has only seen catgirl a few times in cell before she taken and stuffed.”“Well, that’s not going to happen to me,” she says matter-of-factly.That a girl! How?“Faart wants to.