" Well there is a reason for that. I am closest to the girls because Ithink like them and enjoy the things they do." Yes, I have noticed that." I am h...ppy to be with the girls because I am a girl inside." What do you mean love?" I don't feel like a boy, I want to be a girl. I want to be a girl for therest of my life. I am scared that I am going to start changing soon. Idon't want to get big and hairy, with big muscles and a deep voice. I canlook like a girl now but soon it will be too late.". I love how naughty I feel. I love how full of your cock I feel. Now, I’m going to really fuck you until we come. Is that okay?” “It’s whatever you want, Elizabeth.” She moved her hips to accentuate the feeling of him inside her. “What I want now is to feel your come inside me.” She rocked her hips several times in rapid succession, her hands planted on his chest. She avoided his eyes by closing hers and tilting her face toward the ceiling. She stopped and leaned forward until he was almost. Hell I was a teenager whose life revolved around thinking about sex and jerking off and having sucked cock. I told him of my experiences that way. Before I knew it he had pulled of the main road into a deserted car park and his cock was out of his trousers and standing proud and he was encouraging me to play with it, well I was getting a ride home in a warm dry car so I decided it was like paying my way. I reached out and took him in hand and began to slowly stroke his shaft as he made. The picture was a fake and he was lying about being with her now.So here I am quivering in my panties and bra with a massive headache, feeling like a damn fool because I accused my best friend of having sex with my boyfriend. I'm so pathetic. And realizing this only contributed to the waterworks that were erupting from eyes like lava from a volcano."Calm down. Stop crying. It's going to be okay. I told you he was a liar," Crystal said."I'm so... so sorry," I whimpered between sobs."Don't.