It sometimes made noises, but hadn'tspoken any actual words, as far as anybody knew. It was lunch time, when things changed,. Now, nobody was even 1...0% surewhat gender the dead kid was. It was dressed like a boy, but it seemed tohave an indefinable feminine quality about it, especially on good days.Despite this confusion, or maybe because of it, a debate developed overwhat would happen if someone kissed the dead kid.None of the boys would volunteer as long as the issue of gender. "I don't believe this!" She exclaimed as she massaged my breasts. "Asbig as your breasts are and there really isn't any sag. They stickstraight out like two great big pears." Then she ran her thumbs acrossmy erect nipples. I shuddered as a ripple of pleasure went through mybody. She continued to talk about my breasts as she massaged them andplayed with my nipples. I had decided that she had motives other thanfitting me for my bra, but, by this time, it felt so good, I didn'tcare.She withdrew. One day I may be a college student and him the professor, a nurse and patient, you name it. Nine O'Clock rolled around and Tommy was going to be here any minute. I got dressed up in my matching bra and panties and I put a short strapless dress on over it. I heard the door open and in Tommy came dressed in his black T-Shirt and baggy blue jeans. He's tall and lanky with dark brown hair and eyes that sparkle. I'm short and skinny and he can easily pick me up. I have long dirty blonde hair and. I opened the door and it was Suzana. She was nicely dressed with a beautiful make up that turned me on. Suzana is 5’ 6” has D size breast with large erected hard nipples easily observed even in the dim light. When I kissed her she brushed her nipples on my hairy bared chest. I have to admit that the feeling of Suzana’s nipples on my chest felt so good and gave me harder erection.I gently kissed her soft red shiny lips for several moments. My tongue slipped into her mouth as I pressed her.