Fir main usko pakda ur jor se chum liya. aur uske boobs dabane laga.wo bhi muje chume lagi. hum do chumte rahe aur uska hath neech mere land par chala...gaya. mein uske boobs dabta raha. fir wo boli andar chalte hai. andar bedroom jate hi main uspe khud pada aur uske upar chad gaya main pahle apna zip khola aur lund bahar mikala. wo land se khelti rahi , fir uske kameez utari aur bra itne mast boobs dekhkar me pagal ho gaya tha, me unhe chusene laga uske nipple har ho gaye themjse raha nahi ja. But without the wig to hide behind, I would haveto face the other students as my true self, which not all of them wouldbelieve to be who I really was.Stepping into the halls for the first time did not have the effect I washoping for. A hush seemed to follow us as we continued to walk toward ourfirst classes. Whispering started up behind us. Thankfully, Austin leftus early when he saw some of his friends, and I was glad that he wouldn'tbe seen with me by too many people. He didn't need my. "I didn't do anything wrong. It was all Danielle's fault." "It was not! You had a hand in it Darian," responded Danielledefensively."Now let's not start pointing fingers. Both of you should have knownbetter. You two aren't children anymore. You both were a part of thefight at school. And it was with each other. Telling your sister thatgirls are bad because they aren't as strong as boys isn't giving creditfor what girls can do Darian. Danielle you should know better than topunch your own. "Mr. Davis, my name is Frank Patterson. My wife and I are the parents of that "young buck" over there seated next to your lovely daughter. My wife and I have been married for over forty years and we have six wonderful children that we love very much. Now, a few months ago, Josh brought your daughter home to meet our family. From the first moment I laid eyes on Christy, I knew that she would fit right in with our family and how we do things."Daddy had calmed down to the point where he could.