They tightened even as she gaped at them. Her eyes couldn’t stop there though. Rippled abs dipped into a tiny belly button just above the red pillow...clutched over thick meaty thighs. She swallowed loudly, her eyes darting back up to the creature’s beautiful face. Hints of dimples made little hollows in the cheeks and another in the center of the chin. An angel? Was this an angel like the one she had in the little picture on her nightstand? But why would an angel be kneeling in the center of her. "What? Are you crazy? She ... I mean he isn't. He's a boy. Can't youtell?" Robert, a dear friend of mine is transsexual. She is only seven, but Ilearned how to tell. And I had a cousin who was trans. You would neverlie to me, would you? You know, don't you?" Rachael said softly.Robert couldn't speak. He wouldn't betray his friend, nor would he lieto his girlfriend. So he said nothing. And that said everything. He wasabout to get up and go when Ruby came out."She knows Ruby. I didn't want to. Noting yet again that it was "for my son," and what the hell, I opted to just relax and go with it. The initial poses were again still rather tame. There was a great deal of familiar contact, but it was not anything too over the top or openly sexual. Initially, there were a few pictures of me bending over and undoing his belt, and then a few more of my sitting in his lap and being hugged, but these pictures were all still pretty innocuous. Eventually, as the pictures were taken, David and I. ? There are seven more little plastic pellet dots on the boys before the nine tails finds the first blow. I am nauseated by the last of the birthday blows. Numerous pellet dots speckle my scrotum. Purple-ish stripes and blotches adorn the birthday boys. I ache. My nipples are on fire again as she removes them again. My nipples feel bruised and achy. ?Now for that last little touch?? She takes out a small plastic lined paper roll from the suit case. She removes the ‘U’.