Her birthdaywas still 3 weeks away, but Bobby headed there that day because he hadthe time to do so. The store was just what she said it was. It was a...small magic shop. HisWicca practicing cousin had become enamored with it according to hisaunt. Bobby failed to see the appeal. He started to peruse the shop'sholdings as an older man approached him. "What can I do for you this fine afternoon, my boy?" I'm just looking for something for my cousin." Well, you can never go wrong with the Dr. Bombay. She had a bubbly extrovert personality, to my shy introvert one. She was also very pretty. And the new teenage body I was sporting, that came with the deluxe testosterone package, took notice of the little boobs that were poking out of her sweater, and the hips that were just taking form. She would grow up to sport a couple of D’s, and she had curves that would have made Marilyn Monroe envious.I was too shy to go after Shelly, but we lived on the same street. We often found ourselves walking. In fact, just at the moment when Shoran was starting to relax, a statuesque black woman was kneeling on a bed, introducing a youth to the pleasures of anal sex, in a large, brightly decorated detached house near the centre of the city, “Why must I put it in there Lettie?” Rob asked with a grimace and fiddling with his hard five inch cock.“Don’t you want to try something different baby?” she answered pleasantly, pulling her arse cheeks wide.Rob gazed at the puckered pink dot of her greasy brown. “For such a genius, you sure are stupid.”“Tanya Clarke does it,” I said.“Tanya Clarke is a lesbian,” said my sister.“And you know this because?”“She doesn’t go out with guys,” said Hannah.“That doesn’t make her a lesbian,” I said. “It makes her a girl who doesn’t have your kind of problem because she’s smart enough to recognize that guys can be a pain in the ass.”“You’re not a pain in the ass,” she said. “Except that girls like you too much and get scared.”That made me feel pretty good. It was.