I selected a bra that I figuredKaren hadn't worn in a while: one with a small cup size and somepadding.I took the pants and the bra back to my room wh...re I stepped out of myboxers and retrieved the pink panties Miranda had given me. I tucked mypenis back as best I could and pulled the panties snug. Now the pantsfit fine, though they were tight enough that I could make out the hintof a panty line. Next the bra followed by my own shirt. It was looseenough that even the padded cups were obscured,. We all felt sure daddy had gotten me pregnant, but it was not to be.Then as fate would have it, we were all watching this story on cable about an artificially insemenated egg that helped an infertile man create his own child.The child was born with male genetic coding, but had rudimentary female genitalia and no penis, at all!We all cried somewhat until we realized that the boy has a normal life, except where sex is concerned.But after puberty, this normal life will cease to be normal.It won't. It followed from Abby's view of me as her pimp. The gentleness of our sex put her at the same level that Mickens placed Lisa, who had been shown small kindnesses to keep her on the hook. It bothered me because in the back of Abby's mind--once the johns came around again, she thought I'd have her out streetwalking. It wasn't far off; I expected Adriana's 'runaway and work from an agency' plan to kick in as soon as my dick wasn't the only one getting hard. I'd underestimated Adriana about letting. Except for 2. Me and His name was John. He was an handsome boy and one all the girls giggled for during school. Both He and I were always getting the girls to giggle for us at school and we loved the attention. John lived around the block and just like me was as straight as it comes (no pun intended). It was very late now like 3:30am and we had noticed that the other 3 boys had passed out in various places on the other couches and we were in our sleeping bags next to each other on the floor.