We lived in a good suburb and my sister and I both went to private girl's schools. All my friends went to the same school so I guess I never really me... anyone that wasn't well off.I was going to do my final year, next year, then it was on to University. I wanted to do Math's but dad wanted me to do Accounting or Law.Anyway, we were in the camp store one-day, buying some stuff for dinner, when this rumbling sound comes down the drive. I look out the door and I see this big motorcycle arrive. It. I stood up and studied my face in the mirror. If you looked reallyclosely at me maybe people would see that I was a boy, but I realised Iwas pretty safe. I had to smile as I realised I didn't know whichoption was worse: To look exactly like a girl or to look like a boydressed as a girl. If I looked like the latter then it would bedisastrous. I forced myself to be sensible and consider my facialappearance in a feminine way.I took the red scrunchie out of my hair and let it fall, then pushed. But I bet you haven't done much more than that." Tom said as we walked inside the house to get some water. As we sat there drinking, he poked me with questions."Have you had sex before?" he asked?"Yes" I lied. "Oh then, what does a pussy feel like, is it hard or soft?" I thought on it for a moment, knowing I've never really felt one."Soft" I told him, which he nodded. "What does it taste like?" he asked.I recoiled, not sure what he was asking. He prodded me about Brianne and asked if I had. Were you hard this afternoon?" Maggie asked."Y-y-yes, I was. But to be honest, it wasn't because of the play. It was because of right now, Maggie." Amy, darling," Maggie said to her daughter, "is there anything specific that you would prefer we NOT do?" No, and I won't be in there watching. That would only make you nervous. I'm going for a drive, then I'll bring back an early supper. Mother, have at him. This is a one-time offer, gone after today. DO both of you understand that?"Maggie was.