Knox was very concerned about the drugs the lab next to her home produced. There were three computers linked together and then to the 'net. Since Stet...bridge was the real owner of the drug I wanted them to know but I had to be subtle. Colins, her principle antagonist would be the one to get the information but he would have to dig for it if he truly wanted it.My voice sounded too young to be taken seriously so Tiffany was going to start the ball rolling. A herd of lawyers could descend on the. UHHHHHHHH", I moaned out as stream of cum shot into her.I held inside her as I felt another load build and my cock convulsed,"UHHHHH", I moaned and breathed as another stream of cum exited my peehole.I heard Stacy whisper,"uh, uh, I feel.....ohhhhhhh", she moaned as I felt her cum splash the head of my cock.I pumped into a few strokes as I let go my last blast,"OHHHHH, UHHHHH", as my cock convulsed and I squeezed out the last shot then held into her while I let myself come down from tingling in. But it somehow didn´t feel right. And avoiding the issue when I talked with my buddies became more and more tedious. I just hoped they didn´t have a clue about my stigma.But the clue hinting at the fact was obvious enough. It was right at the front of my head and was commonly known as a face. My mother in her sometimes less than loving ways had assured me that I was ugly right when I started my difficult journey into puberty. Her observation matched my own one pretty well, so the fact was never. I hear the clicketyclick of her heels before she comes into view. Even that sound screams offemininity. It may as well be a stiletto as the sound is stabbing myheart.I retreat from the window and go back to my full length mirror. Myreflection is pleasing but the niggling doubt is always there in the backof my head. I do look pretty; I know I do but I cannot summon the courageto leave my safe haven.With a strong resolve I march over to the coat hanger and put on myraincoat. It feels like a.