It was weird a weird feeling I was left with, I hadn't really thoughtabout me possibly being gay, I liked girls, I was more obsessed withAvril Lavigne...than any other performer, but that comment just got methinking what if that was the reason I never really fit in any place,maybe I was different.When we left Steph's house, Laura and I were walking to our housetogether, it was starting to get dark."Do think I could be gay" I asked Laura in an almost silent soundShe stopped walking and holded my. Unfortunately, since getting her pregnant was such a challenge, she told me that her doctor told her to eliminate sex until the birth. That made the beauty of her physical appearance so hard to deal with. I was constantly hard myself. After all that we had been through, in trying to get pregnant, this why I questioned her interest in being submissive to a couple now! With the impending birth just a few weeks away. Why? Why now? Still, I found myself masturbating to the thought of her. "Relax Kara! You know all these boys, don't you? Don't you trust them?" Yes, I do... Still..." Still what? Kara, look at it this way. The twins are old enough to vote!" That doesn't mean anything!" Of course it does!" Yeah? Well, look at it this way. They're not even teenagers yet!"Jennifer raised her eyebrows. "What?!" In Earth years, I mean. Think about it."Oh, Earth years..." Jennifer was silent for a moment. "My gosh, you're right. But they're close. In another month, they'll be thirteen.... He’s getting hard.When his left-hand returns, it is only a moment at my nipple before it begins sliding down my body. His eyes follow its journey, nervously looking back to my face. My easy, reassuring smile and soft moans encourage him. His hand slips down to my mound and I shift, parting my legs so my feet have a bit more than shoulder width separation. His fingers hesitate. His focus seems unbreakable now. He doesn’t look from his hand. As if having to hesitate to gather the courage,.