?I found that everyone, men and women were after me because of my size and girlish face. People called me cutie pie, sweetie or the pretty one and man... other sweet handles. Most of course did not go after me in a sexual way but I could always sense sexual tension. I hated it when I was little because I wanted to be tough like other boys but I learned later on that my feminine looks was a one way ticket to sexual intercourse which became an obsession. I know the word nymphomaniac relates to. Cindy was in a doggy position and was sucking Brad’s cock. Her spit was dripping down his shaft. Justin was grinning as he placed the head of his cock against her virgin pussy. Jean was transfixed as she watched the head disappear and Cindy moaned on the cock in her mouth. Justin pulled back out and looked at his sister’s girl juice on his cockhead. Beth jump up off the couch and rushed to kneel by Cindy’s raised up ass. She grabbed Justin’s cock and took it deep in her mouth. Her head pumped. As I stirred, she kissed my neck. “Morning. You slept well.”“Yes, I did, thank you.”She got out of bed and found two robes. She helped me into one and took me down to her kitchen, brewed coffee and sat with me at her kitchen table. “Stay with me for a few days?”“I’d like that. I feel bad you missed the ball.”She smiled. “I’m sad I didn’t get to take you but there will be others.” We talked for a bit, then she got up and stood behind me, her hands on my shoulders. “Let’s go back to bed?” I. It's something she can't deal with right now.I'm having trouble juggling her emotions. Am I being too delicate? Fuck, I don't want to alter her. I push a little harder. Okay, I think that's fine. She's relaxing again. Still troubled, though, and confused.Damn, this better be all I need to do. I don't want to mess with her head any more than this.Amazing the wonders a hot shower does for you.I even manage to get over my guilt. I had to get in her mind again. She got real skittish when we were in.