Though it being three am, it was not really cold. A slight movement of air reminded me I was only in my boxers. It was pleasant and with the moon bein... three-quarter, it was thrilling to be outside. I slipped a cigarette in between my lips and seconds later the flame touched the tip, allowing me to drag the soothing smoke into my lungs. My mind turned to my sweetheart lying in bed, sleeping. She almost had me at the point of finally giving up. I turned around when she stepped into my meagre. Be proud of your body. You are beautiful.” My thoughts burned.Her back straightened as she slipped off her bra, the straps sliding off her shoulders and down her slender arms. My hands found her exposed breasts, squeezing those mounds, kneading them. My fingers brushed her hard nipples.She whimpered as I twisted them. Her body shook in my embrace. My own nubs were hard in my bra. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. Wetter. My panties were growing soaked. I had never been this excited. I reveled in. You could only go slowly, trust your instincts and have faith that you would make it through.Faith. That's what this was all about wasn't it. Faith in God that he could complete what he started in Cindy's life concerning this transition. Faith in her parents that they were mature enough, intelligent enough, loving enough to make an attempt to understand. Faith in herself that she could deal with any response there might be.That last one was the most difficult. The horror stories of parents. ." You should have said something. We really did think it was something you were both responsible for, and you were definitely the bad guy in Denny's eyes." Yes well... I wanted to. I know I needed to talk to you, but when we met last week, I don't think I was capable of taking decisions. You told me that you would have to tell Denny, and that was right, don't get me wrong, but I wasn't sure I wanted her to know, not then." You poor bugger. It must have been hell for you. I'm sorry I wasn't.