Et tu y étais heureux, ignorant tout du reste du monde et de la catastrophe qui allait s’abattre. Ce jour de drame, tu étais parti faire paître l...s moutons. D’ordinaire, tu préférais les taches plus physiques. Tu étais l’homme le plus musclé et le plus en vue du village.La fille du chef t’était promise. C’était la plus ravissante et la plus coquette des filles du village. Dans quelques jours, elle aurait dix-huit ans et avec la bénédiction de tous vous vous marierez.C’est pourquoi, aujourd’hui. Sylvia was a girl who was 2 years older than us. She was the hottest girl in the suburb and quite possibly the hottest girl on the planet. And she was the stereotype hottest girl in school. Only dated hot guys with cool cars, always looked immaculate with her long straight hair and wasn't particularly a nice person either. But every guy in school wanted some of it. We were going to get our share. Tim carefully counted the houses as we crawled noisily up the heavily overgrown pathway. The gate. I mean we rarely have sex and when we do, I barely keep a hard on and half the time I can't cum. "Now don't lie to me you little impotent sissy!" she was instantly pissed! "This will not work unless you are completely honest to me about what a sweet little cocksucker you are and how I found it is insignificant, like all your questions. I ask the questions and I call the shots. I will tell you that I found it this morning and it has changed everything. Come in here now!"I dutifully walked. I assumed thateveryone knew that I was a boy, but not one person gave me any cluethat they knew. Mom went to a small shop, and once inside she directedthe lady doing my makeup, telling her I was just starting to wearmakeup, and needed to know how to get it right. That led to severaltries, me doing them all until she was satisfied that I knew what todo. Then mom decided that my bust line was too small for a girl my age,and we bought two bras in an A cup and a pair of very realistic lookingbreast.