"First of all, you will have to come to the hospital to see her and formally identify her. I know that is a frightening prospect, but don't fear it. G...orge and I will be there, as will Ms., Ms. Smith was it? and Principal Rutherford," Dad replied. Fran's question obviously had a lot of levels in it, but I think Dad was right in taking them one by one.So we drove off - Ms. Smith with Mr. Rutherford, Fran with Dad and me. Nothing was said in the car - Fran seemed completely numb. We were received. The first couple of days of school I did get a few staresfrom some of the other kids but after that they pretty much ignored myunusual attire.Because of the size of my "equipment", I found that I had to spread mylegs whenever I sat down. Like, in my Freshman year I could sit with myknees together - but no longer. That didn't bother me though because Iliked the feel of my "equipment" between my legs and the feel of itsweight as I stood up and walked along.Joe and I had been hanging around. "If you're going to dress like a girl you need to start acting like one,now. Don't you think?" Ned returned as he undid the front of his pantsand released his large vein engorged erection. He grimaced withsatisfaction as he stroked the stiff erection getting it fully worked up."Come on princess. Let's get you busy," he added. But Timmy wouldn'tbudge."Maybe I should take this lipstick off. The blouse and bra too and theheels and stuff," Timmy gasped. "What if somebody sees Ned? I. I already know what it’s like to share every taboo secret with you. That kiss was like all the fucks in the world. We’ve already fucked. We just need to do it again.’ ‘No,’ she whispered, but stopped shaking her head. ‘You are my slut and I’m your slave.’ She stared, silent. ‘Saba,’ I moved towards her, ‘we can’t help it. We don’t have a choice. I want it more than anything. You do too. You won’t ever stop thinking about me until we do it. You want it.’ I moved to embrace and kiss her. ‘You.