"I dunno," he croaked. "They say crazy stuff like I'm-" He flushed to saythis. "I'm naturally feminine and it's their duty to bring it out. Or I'mdoin... women's work. Or Miss Grace needs female company." I did try to fight them." He looked at me imploringly with moist eyes,made uncomfortably more pleading by long flickering mascaraed lashes,dark kohl eyeliner, and a faint sheen of pale blue eye shadow."I know you did," I said trying to sound quite reassuring whenunconsciously maybe I still felt. ” I looked at her, her short white skirt, her white top and trainers with just a hint of sock under her ankle; holding her racket eagerly, expectantly. I laughed. “Won’t be much of a game for you!” “That’s OK, I just need to play someone and there’s no one else around.” “OK. I’ll come down,” I said, as I got up from the lounger I’d been lying on. My flowery shirt and khaki shorts not really making me look the part for a strenuous game of tennis. “I’ve got a spare racket and I won’t play. Im sorry."Her look of shock quickly desolved into wracking sobs. I held her as she cried. They were the definition of absentee parents, but they were still her family.She finally looked up at me. "What does that mean for me, for us?" You are officially in my custody till a case worker is assigned to you. So you're stuck with me for a while. As for us, I don't know. We will have to see what happens. Tomorow we will go to your house and get you some clothes and other things for school next. It came to me suddenly. Michael had never made me cum. Only him, leaving me hanging to go home and masturbate.Steven started to get off of me, but I turned over onto my side, Steven joining me on his side. I mumbled through the cock that was still in my mouth. "Don't move," as my mouth and tongue went to work on rousing him erect again, wanting to feel his cock in my pussy. I was determined to be fucked before he went home, hopefully a few times if he stayed long enough. I began to imagine both.