I played with my hair,which was still too short to be feminine. And I thought about my poor,locked penis. It had seemed tiny in the cage, smaller than...I rememberedit.I tried to remove all thought from my mind. I simply was. I watched thecolors pass in the car window.Nearing Cleveland, we passed a clean-up crew, one of those road crews ofconvicts that remove trash from the highway."Oh, look," Mary-Anne said. "Jailbirds. I wonder if they're kin to yourcock."She laughed. Angie laughed.I didn't. I have no clue about girl’s clothes, but you probably want to look at the next size up from what you wear now. Your breasts are developing still, so you are likely still growing. I know this is a personal question, but have you gotten your period yet?”I just saw her naked, and now she blushes.Tess finally hugged me tightly, cried a few tears of joy, and said, “We’re both late bloomers. I’ve always been tall for my age, but I was still a flat-chested, baby smooth everywhere, little girl at. C. I'm sure. I don't even know what's at the Kennedy Center much less Wolf Trap, but I'll bet she does."The young blonde frowned at me, smiled at my boy, and I went back to my meeting."That your son out there?" Andrea asked, arching an eyebrow. I nodded and she said, "I want to meet him before you get away from here."Then we agreed to cut down on the recorded music the PA system was using and the phony hand-clapping and trumped-up cheering, all the rah-rah stuff. "How about the bugle call?" I. I caught her waist and moved her closer to my body. “Don’t say a word…just go on with the flow…” Her only reaction was “Hmmm…”.I gently kissed her lips first and looked into her eyes. Her eyes were saying a lot. So I kissed her again. This time I moved my upper lip and pressed it again her lower lip. And then I slowly moved my tongue all over her lips. I took her lower lip in my mouth and started slowly sucking it. Maybe this was too much for her and she started responding by moving her tongue.