The chain teased her neck, then rode up onto her cheeks, sending goose bumps racing all over her body. It touched her lips and made them tingle. She s...uck out the tip of her tongue and licked the metal string as it went by. She turned her head to each side, helping him dangle it into her ears, sending electric sparks through her head and down her spine. Oh my God! The fiery trail traveled along her bare arms next. Then it jumped back to her chest, teasing the soft curves of her breasts. Oh. Why did they want to speak with me? Had my sister talked about what we did in college? I hadn't seen Erica since she dumped me on graduation day and told our parents how I had “molested” her. Like she hadn't been an active participant in our incestuous fucking. She just didn't like being a slut. She wanted love.Dumb bitch.Why didn't she want to be my slut? Clint had sluts. He paraded them around the campus. Our senior year of college, he strutted around like he owned the place. He fucked his. Did I want to have a full sex change or not? I didn't want to, I wanted to keep it. I didn't really know why, but it just felt like the right thing to do. She accepted that too.Then there was my father. I never called him dad, I hated him. My mom told me he has always been a bit aggressive and on top of that he hated gay people and transgender people. He thought they were a freak of nature that had no place in society. They had to be cast out. Now at the time I didn't know if I was gay or not.. Yet they did not. There was a bond between men and women that Tecmessa had not known could exist. Tecmessa had grown up in the realm of the Amazons. The Amazons were bound to each other as fighters as well as lovers. The women she knew loved each other both emotionally and sexually. Lesbianism was the way of life among her people. It was what she had come to view as normal. Apparently, there was another kind of relationship between men and women that appeared to be just as loving. This.