If he had not been so gentle, I might have considered this to be something more devious.Rick quickly released his hold on me and took the coffee and m...ffin away to the other room. I felt his scented breeze return and it gave me goose bumps. I was now in a position for him to take me any way he wanted. This was different from the story and it was slightly unsettling.Without warning, I felt both his hands slide around my body, each cupping one of my breasts over my dress. His fingertips traced. I peeked into her taffeta blouse to spy her creamy cleavage. I popped a boner. And then it hit her. She grabbed my chin and forced me to meet her eyes. "Wait," she breathed, "you're a fucking boy. Girls! She's a he!" What?" No!" Really?" My goodness!"Trixie nudged me to the side and closed the front door. She locked it. She laughed. Gladys laughed. Then Gloria joined in laughing. Sharon looked perplexed. Her head tilted, brow cutely wrinkled."She's a boy?" It registered.She fell back on the. She appeared to be shorter than Meredith. Her low cut T-shirt and tight jeans showed that she was in very good physical shape. The cleavage on display showed her breasts to be almost large on her frame, but they looked pretty nice. Her deep brown eyes gazed into mine as she smiled in greeting.”Ok, so what’s up?”, I asked trying not to sound too uncomfortable.“Well, here’s the deal”, Kate answered. “We aren’t doing real well in our art class. Like not going to pass and if I fail another class. “I was mistaken for being involved with you,” Prissy said, “I am so sorry it had to end this way, but I will never be happy with you, I want caviar and champagne and you are beer and chips.” At that Prissy and Arlene smartly strutted across the room and out the door. Tuck stood there flabbergasted and trying to digest everything that had just happened. Then he thought of the guests and his mother sitting out in the sanctuary waiting for the wedding to start.Tuck ran down the hall and bolted in.