He pulled me closer and settled me in his lap against his chest. I clung to him and moaned as his hand rested on my side then he massaged my stomach a... the base of my ribs for a moment (((I'm very sensitive there))). His hand moved slowly upwards and cupped my breast. He rubbed my nipple with his thumb making it harden and rise. I moaned again and couldn't help but move against his pelvis. He groaned as my hip connected and slid along his penis. His hips thrust gently against my movement. I. .. the house blared with John Philip Sousa marches and hismother strutted around the house, feather duster in hand reliving hercheerleader-baton queen days."Coming, Mom," Nick heard his sister call. His sister Julie was a yearyounger than Nick, but a good kid. He looked around his room and thoughtabout the weekend. It was Festival weekend. Lots to do, a parade,parties, a carnival and some brews to drink if he could work it out.Nick climbed out of his Green Bay Packers bedcover and kicked. When he thought the time was about right, he let his fingers drift to her breast and she kissed him harder. They broke again."Is that about right?" he asked.She nodded."They want to feel them under your shirt, don't they?" he asked."Yes." she was breathing deeper now."Will you take your shirt off?" he asked.She smiled. "Not for them, but for you I will."She sat up and unashamedly unbuttoned her shirt and shrugged out of it. Her utilitarian white bra bulged with soft skin. She reached behind her. I was also in my deep thought mode. How can I become a homosexual. I wasa straight person and can never think about having sex with another maleeven if he is made into a girl. This must be some sort of weird place.Anyhow, once I get my longer penis, I shall try and escape and enjoywith normal girls.After about 2 hours, when he recovered fully, she said, "We have anelaborate sex reassignment process which is the best in the world. It isa combination of ancient techniques with modern medical.