At this point in the year, Jenna was in risk of failing the quarter. As I walked into class I saw JK sitting in his usual seat. We acted like nothing ...ver happened, but I whispered in his ear:"Don't tell anyone anything about what happened. And just be yourself." He said okay. I looked over my shoulder. Louis and Mark were sick. Michelle, Maggie, and Amy were all on vacation together, so that left JK and me pretty much alone in our part of the class. Before class started, I told him the stuff. I could feel my cock hardening andI decided to stop my own admiration.I slowly made my way downstairs. I wasn't sure how Mother and Dad weregoing to react to seeing me as a sissy maid. In the end, it was a betterreaction than I expected. I had dreaded Dad's reaction the most. He hadalways been a masculine man and never showed a trace of feminineleanings. He embraced me to show his acceptance of my sissy side. It wasa big relief that I hadn't expected I needed. Mother was more reservedin her. A few miles on he asked if I'd ever had a guy suck me. I told him yes, many times. Then he said, um, have you ever sucked? Sure, I replied, I am bisexual. He went quiet for a little while.So, how does it work at an adult book store? he asked. I explained and he was amazed, yet enthralled as he asked question after question. Finally he said I wouldn't mind being sucked by a man if I couldn't see him. I told him he'd still know it's a man and he said, yes I know but I'd feel less concious. OK,. Randahl. A good photographer is always prepared."As I drove home that afternoon I noticed the city had finally finished plowing the streets curb-to-curb, which meant I'd have some shoveling to do to clean out the end of the driveway. That was until I pulled around the corner and saw Greg's dad sitting in his pickup. The pickup with the plow on the front. The plow that had cleaned out our driveway."Hey, Tommy, how's it going?" he asked as he got out of the truck."Pretty good, Bill. Thanks for.