He understood it would just be for fun, I think.” Mark added.Zach asked somberly, “So, you are going to do it?”Mark said, “Yeah. Yeah. I think...that I need to.”“You don’t have to. You can just tell him that you made a mistake.” Zach retorted.“It wasn’t a mistake, and I want to,” Mark said.The room got very quiet.Mark said, “I think we should have a talk with Coach about all of this.”Zach answered, “You can let him know. I have to be going. I have an assignment due tomorrow.”Zach headed out of. I seized the moment to check out her butt; it, too, was wonderful. Icouldn't believe this was the same cousin I used to despise. I picked upthe rest of the luggage and followed her into my room.I was shocked when I walked in; her bags were stacked neatly in one corner,and the bed was unmade. She had been sleeping in my room! Missy must havenoticed my surprise, because she quickly explained, "Your mom said I couldsleep in here while you were away. But don't worry; I'll move into theguest room. What's it like...?" "Touching and kissing another woman? It's...so beautiful. It's wonderful." My daughter smiled. "Mom, I don"t want you to think bad of me for asking such a thing but...do you think you could teach me some things...?" Her cheeks flushed bright red. I laughed softly. "Of course honey..." Then without any more words, I moved close to my daughter and I kissed her passionately. My tongue forced its way into her mouth and I felt her squirm and sigh with pleasure. I pulled my mouth. No testosterone, no muscles. She told me that what littletone I had was suitable for a young woman, so why worry? I was given megadoses of female hormones to make me soft and curvy again. After my body had stabilized I was weighed and measured and told that Ipossessed the following statistics: 5'7" tall, 115 pounds, and 38-23-35. Those breasts I had tried to have removed had grown even more and I foundmyself one of those "D-cuppers" that I used to admire so much. ****** I was on my back.