Then after twenty minuets he goes sorry if this is random but I think your really sexy and I don't know if your gay or bisexual or anything so I speak...up and go I'm bisexual always wanted to experiment with a guy and brian goes I though so I took a quick look at your social media gay site when you where checking your messages and seen your profile pic. Just to let everyone know its a pic of my shaved cock but hes goes I like what I seen I go thank you. So he says since where in private first. She squatted down in front of me. Her soapy finger probed and slid so gently across my most private parts. I never felt the razor as she stripped away my cluelessness. I have never felt a sexual attraction to any other girl. I never thought another girl’s touch could be so breath-takingly sensual. The razor had done its job. I reached down between my legs and felt for the first time I could ever remember, the smoothness of my sex. I felt like a little girl again, now though with very grown-up. Like Brenda says, I will be the mother of my own grandchild." There was a pause, but then she spoke again, "Honestly, do you think I am a freak? I mean, I want to blame everyone else for all this craziness but I know if given a chance to go back, I would do it all over again. I wouldn't change a thing."I responded. "I agree it is not typical, but I do know no matter what you will be a good mom to this baby."I knew I was stating the obvious but I felt it had to be said, "If it really bothers. "Can I?" Sure. It's not..." Before I could finish telling her it wasn't loaded, she had the bolt back, checking the chamber. Okay, now THAT is different. The rifle went to her shoulder almost naturally, too, and I noted a finger held well away from the trigger."Heavier than I remember," she said."Match conditioned. Heavy barrel. Weight in the buttstock for stability." Can I dry-fire it?" Sure." After all, I'd watched her clear it. I watched her trigger finger. First pad went on the trigger. She.