‘Right, we have maybe half an hour before Dad’s home, so we need to sort this out. Last chance, Fay. What’s your problem?’You look up from the...bed, but all I get is your tongue sticking out at me.Without a word, I sit next to you and grab your arms from behind. You struggle, but I’m far stronger, and putting you over my knees is easy. You squirm and kick out, however you’re helpless. I lift your pleated skirt and jerk your panties down to your knees. ‘Last chance, Fay.’I hoped you’d remain. It was settled very early on, wasn't it?" Yes. I think of it as a 'Captain Stirling' site. It was a big timber port for a while." How come you know local history and I don't? And I went to school in Perth while you're both foreigners!" burst Weena."Because, dear," said Rob, "We're interested in the land and have read about it. No one at Perth College ever cared about the history or exploration of Western Australia."Weena subsided."Do you golf, sir?" I asked."I have, but I'm not avid. Why?". Socially, it was expected, and she felt thepath of least resistance to be best. Just looking like any other girlmade things easier, and kept any attention away from her.In class, Ryan became some of the loaner that the old Ryan had been inhighschool. She shut down any attempts to be friends that were made, andthat naturally stopped guys from trying to hit on her.Men were another problem altogether. Ryan didn't look bad, now that sheput effort into her looks for her job's sake, and guys liked. She sprawled, dr****g one leg over his, snuggling against him. He toyed with the pool of cum on her firm belly. “Jana?” he asked.“Yes, Nick?”“Will you marry me?”She rose onto her elbows and gaped at him. “You’re serious,” she said.“Of course I am,” he replied. “Why would I joke about something like that?”“We can’t, Nick,” she said. “I mean, legally I’m still a…a…”“A boy,” he finished for her.“Yes, a boy,” she said, blushing. “And the law says…”“There are states where same sex marriage is.