As far as I knew. I mean, I'dcome out as gay and maybe one of my friends would one day come out astransgender, but until that happened, I took them at...face value andrespected them.You know, unconditional love and all that.Chapter Two:Beef JerkyAnyway, fairness was on my mind a lot that summer because of a bad ideamy mom had when I first became a girl. Mom had to put together legaldocumentation for me and we had to figure out my future if I was to haveone. For whatever reason, she felt we could. Anything to put the lipstick out of my mind. Pulling into the parking lot, I caught a flash of deep red hair from the corner of my eye. The same shade red as was on my mirror that morning. I whipped my head around to look, almost causing an accident. The owner of the hair had moved out of my sight however. I decided the incident earlier had me all wound up over nothing. Throughout the next week, life returned to some semblance of normal. No new messages appeared on my mirror. Every so often. "Good- night, sexy," Phillip said, his hand still holding my boob.I needed to say something so, I looked at his hand on my boob and joked, "You have to let that go."He laughed and gave my boob a gentle squeeze and said, "I don't want to though." You have to, you cannot take that with you," I joked.He teased me, "I cannot take what with me?" he asked, "tell me?"I blushed, "My boob, there, I've said it, you cannot take it with you, you have to let it go."His hand was still caressing my boob, he. I MOVE IT SO IT COATS MY MOUTH AND TASTE IT LIKE FINE WINE.I LAP IT UP WITH ECSTASY BEAUSE IT'S ALL MINE.I SUCK AND NIBBLE THE SKIN AROUND IT BECAUSE IT LEAVES A TASTEA SALTINESS THAT CALLS TO ME CAN'T LET IT GO TO WASTE.SOMETIMES WHEN THE MOOD IS RIGHT AND THE SKIN IS FLUSHED BRIGHT REDI SEE IT FLY IN THICK ROPES AND STRANDS LANDING EVERYWHERE INSTEADWHEN I SEE THE MUSCLES TIGHTEN AND THE COCK GETS HARD AND STRAIGHTI SHAKE THE BALLS BENEATH IT BECAUSE I DONT LIKE TO WAITI LET MY FINGERS FIND.