" James. Are you listening to yourself? Being a female doesn't make youa girl?"I'm not! I'm always going to be me. James. I may not have the samebody,...but it's going to be me." And I'll be the biggest fucking dyke oncampus, he added silently."But it's dangerous. You could get yourself killed, or robbed or..."Anne said, looking into her son's eyes again. There was a real fearpresent in them. James knew the last word that she had left out withouther even saying it. Raped. That's what she thought.. "We could walk back to the hotel. The sun was just setting. The boys were all wearing off-white for the cruise and looked elegant walking down the quaint streets of St. Trop.Unless, of course, you noticed the cum stains and bulging dick sacs. I considered that part of what made the scene so hot; some may have thought it was a bit over the top.The next couple days blended into each other as we spent sun-drenched days on packed beaches - it was the height of the season - or seeing the sights the. Tim closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Rebbecca said, that's it just like that. I moved my hands like she told me as she reached down and stroked my little dick. After a few minutes Rebbecca said to spread my legs wide. As I spread them she opened a drawer in the side table and pulled out a tube. She squeezed out so cream on her finger and rubbed my butt hole. My legs started to shake as her rubbing started to feel good. She said why don't you lay on my lap. She picked me up and laid me. She did not have a car, and appreciated my acting as a taxi driver. I would also take her home, to visit her mom and little sister. I would get hostile looks from other people in her neighborhood, but seeing her, nobody would give me any problems.One thing I noticed was the gang tattoos on her hands. Apparently, she was one of the local "homegirls", so would be left alone if she showed up with a white guy. Her mom liked me, and I always treated her mom and sister with courtesy.One night, I had.