" "Did you like being a boy?" "I-I dunno. When Dad was around, he was always telling me I shouldn't be a sissy. He was always playing rough. He mad... me do number one standing up, because he said only girls do that sitting down. He took me to the barber shop for haircuts, and that was awful. But I liked my toy soldiers and my cowboy stuff." "So there were some things that were nice about being a boy, and a lot of things you didn't like?" "Yes." "Do you like being a girl?" "Yes! I love. My slave was almost collapsed on the chair, and I was holding her hips for support, when my love stood up and wrapped her arms around the two of us. She caressed my ass with one hand, and one of the slave's breasts with the other, then kissed me and said, "That was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. You two were like a sex machine." She helped me back away from the slave, then dropped to her knees and sucked my limp penis into her mouth, cleaning it of our combined fluids.As the. She found her k**s in the living room and told them she wasgoing over to see her sister and that she would be back later.It was already getting hot outside as she drove towards her sister'shouse so she cranked the air conditioner. This helped to cool the sexualflames inside of her, but it also made her nipples stick out that muchmore. She finally reached the house and she practically ran to the frontdoor. She had no idea what she was going to say to her sister, but shejust needed to TALK to. “Bah, my parents are bitching at me as usual. I got a B in a math exam and they expected an A."She stepped aside and let him in. Tim was your average teenager, his hair a bit too long, scruffy clothes and tired eyes after playing videogames too late at night. He was nice enough and she didn’t mind him being around.“Where is my sister?”“By the pool taking a nap.”He raised an eyebrow. “Marie, taking a nap? She isn’t that old.”Amber cocked her hip and looked down at him. She was just under six.