I guess my Mom and Dad are to blame for that, they pretty much let me and Virgil do whatever the hell we want. By evening when we get home from school...they’re usually pretty skunked. We have to fix our own dinner most of the time, unless we can talk Mom into having something like pizza delivered. Actually ... for kids, we kinda got it made. Mom and Dad don’t check up on us, they don’t really seem to worry about us at all. Virgil got into some trouble in the past because of that, shoplifting and. OK?"It sounded like a feminist pep talk. The whole you can be anything youwant- you can be a doctor, an astronaut, or even President of the UnitedStates. It was what feminist mothers told their future feministdaughters, but it actually...it actually felt kind of nice, almostcomforting. Despite not being a real girl, I certainly felt like one asI was taunted by Spartan, as I cried my eyes out at the unfairness ofeverything. Ryan Sullivan was never targeted in that way.I knew that the guys I. So I say I love you, don’t you love me too? she says she loves me but does not want to do it yet. Then she says, I’ll give you a hand job. but I tell her no, that is not good enough. I keep beggin her. she starts crying a little and says I do love you I just am not ready. But I keep kissing her. I slip my finger in her she was really wet, then I slip two fingers in and start rubbing them in and out of her. she was breathing really hard. So I just put the tip of my dick agaist her and just. So happy I guessed the right size. My baby now standing in an elegant pale pink set of silk pajamas. Wanting to know if she likes and if they are warm I ask. My answer is her crossing her arms in a self embrace and nodding with her brilliant smile. She pads over to me and sits. Strange how we peer at one another, like we have known each other forever, and as if it were the first time. Leaning in, she gives me a small kiss on the cheek. Fingers spread across the silk and a whisper of thanks.