Available breasts.” She punctuated her words with little kisses as she leaned back into my arms. “Just stay above my waist. I promised,” she sai....We made out without kissing. Maybe that was stretching the rules a little, but when Bree’s hand found its way inside my shirt and jacket, I had no difficulty letting my own get reacquainted with her breasts.“I have to use the can,” she whispered about four. She left the tent.“Hey, Tony,” Zack said as he came through the entrance of the encampment. .. you mean maybe I can fuck her anyway?" That's what I'm trying to pass on, kid," Curtis said expansively, and then after a short pause added: "In fact, we could both take her on, and I bet she'd love it double as much!"Scott sucked in his breath when he heard the emphasis of the older boy's words. "H-hey, I d-dunno about that." Don't tell me you're afraid to share her." No, it isn't that, but..." You don't even have Mrs. Hamilton yet to share!"Scott lapsed into momentary silence, unsure. The end came in the form of two text message; the first was "I'm sorry" and the second was "I don't want to do this anymore." I received these two messages while I was working as a dishwasher at a local restaurant and being 18, I was crushed. I showed the texts to some the college-aged waitresses I worked with and our manager that was on that night. I got a lot of hugs and condolences during that shift. The bartender even slid a beer my way, it was a dark beer and it started the love I have for. Each time, I refused to even look in herdirection. Instead, I merely stared straight ahead at the road andmumbled, "I don't want to discuss it."What was there to discuss really? Apparently, my sexual attraction tomembers of the male persuasion continued to increase the longer Iremained trapped in this feminine body. Which might not be a complete andtotal disaster if I didn't have to keep hearing that little voice in theback of my head whispering that it was rather likely I would return to myown.