Go on." I prompted."Well- being as I now look just like a girl and things, can I live like a girl just as you do?" Are you quite sure you really want ...hat darling?" I probed."Well I find girl's clothes much softer and silkier than boy things and it's much more exciting to wear them. Look- I have to wear a bra now all the time now that these have grown, (He cupped his breasts in his bikini top.) So I may as well become a girl." Surely you don't want to lose your penis my love?" I'm not sure. Jennifer and I became lovers, and she insisted that I be with Becky. I admitted to Jennifer that I was in love with Becky and she broke up with me.”“Yeah, I remember all of that. She didn’t talk to you from then until Birgit died.”“Exactly. Jennifer came back to me because she knew I needed her. Becky was still kind of in the background. Jennifer and I struggled at points during that year with lots of ups and downs. Then I got Becky pregnant. That ended up resolving itself, but in the meantime,. Approaching, we both knew what would happen; Amy did not. A simple question deserved a simple answer. Knelt between Amy’s legs, a stranger eased her satin panties aside, and gave her what she needed. It rose quickly; the woman was in no mood for finesse. Shaking, Amy’s hands clasped at the back of my legs, her moans distracted nobody. Orgasmic cries mixed with a distant bassline and ecstatic cries of carnal pleasure.Now, she took it on all fours, just like that woman last week. It looked. I heard about Johnny passing yesterday, his funeral is on Saturday. I remember the time we were building a fort in the woods, digging a hole into the ground, finding some plywood to cover it and then piling weeds and leaves on top to hide it. We thought we were golden, invisible to the rest of the world, hidden, safe, just in ever case we had to run like that again and there wasn’t a tennis ball baseball game to join. That was until two of the toughest, older teenagers from the project found.