" Guess not." I don't think I'm very good at it." Being a boy? Well...." Barbie didn't want to agree with that but shecouldn't think of anything else ...o say.Kelly sighed. "I've got to... I mean, I am a boy. I can't just be agirl 'cause I'm better at it, can I?" I don't know, sugar? I mean, why not?" Barbie almost bit her tonguewhen she realized what she had said."You think I should be a girl from now on?" asked Kelly. He placedRobin in the seat beside him and looked out the window then turned. My stroking reaches a frenzy. I feel my skin stretch at I grip and tug, pull and slam. Her smile, her eyes…her voice and laugh!!! Her….a groan escapes from deep within… My hips thrusting as I begin to squirt my fantasy out. I lay there after and open my eyes. Calming my breathing down I gather up the towel and sit on the edge of my bed. I wonder if I should even take a nap now. I decide that a shower is more what I need and stand up. The rest of the day being uneventful was a good break. Our Harold. Snoring softly on his back. A little drool at the corner of his mouth. Naked, skinny, tall, around 6’ 6”. Black, quick, and mean. A long, skinny cock was draped over one thigh. Uncircumcised.The nude white girl asleep beside him looked like she was about 8, but she was much older than that. At least 14. Harold didn’t want trouble with the age police. I had actually seen her one time a year or so ago at Mary’s shelter. She wouldn’t remember me, she was strung out. Probably still is,. We knew of a place where there were so many acorns around that we were almost guaranteed to find at least one sow there during practically any part of the day. Where there were sows, there were piglets. The problem was that there was usually at least one boar, and he was the greatest danger, though the sows were no pushovers.Fortunately, it did not take long to reach the acorn utopia, so we were presented with three sows, one boar, and about a dozen piglets. We had been there before, so we knew.