Nice.Then his eyes wandered to his genitals. Shaved and naked, they lookedas if they belonged to a little boy. Is that what he was? A little boypreten...ing to be a girl?No.He knew what it felt like to be a boy and he felt awkward and wronglike that. He'd searched his heart since arriving in California and heknew that his life before had been a mistake. What if the doctors haddiscovered that he was intersexed when he was an infant? Would he havebeen raised as a girl?Who knew?He was what he was.. I stroked her hair as Bonnie slid into the bed on the other side of Ellen and cuddled up to her."Did you enjoy the show?" Bonnie asked as her fingers ran over Ellen's thigh."Uh... yes... yes, I did," Ellen stammered. "Uh, what are you doing?" Well, we like to share, Ellen," Bonnie purred. "And since you're here..."She leaned in and kissed Ellen as her hand traveled between Ellen's legs. There was no resistance as her fingers began to move."Just enjoy it," I whispered in her ear.Bonnie moved. We were visiting some friends and I was allowed to swim in their pool. Somehow I wandered to the deep end of the pool and began to sink to the bottom. My short little life flashed before my eyes. Fortunately, a boy swam by and I grabbed hold of his leg. It was just enough to allow me to pull myself up and grab onto the side of the pool. I believe that incident contributed to several panic attacks that I experienced later in my adult life.As we were swimming across the river, I began to panic. This time, I settled into the seat and reclined it all the way back so that I was almost in a horizontal position. And when Megan climbed on, she was able to hump herself up and down at an angle so that she didn't bang her head into anything; and she also could grip the seat back to use as leverage for her impatient thrusting."Oh yeah ... oh yeah..." Megan grunted into my ear as she pumped her body up and down my shaft. With the chair locked and the cushioning minimal, I didn't have much to.