.." He paused for a moment before hecould speak again. "I just don't know how to interact with you anymore,"he finally said. "I mean, you're still my ...est friend. I know that. Istill want to be your friend too. But you've changed! You're a girl now!And you're hot! I don't know how to handle that!"There it was - the real reason that he had been so awkward around me sincethe concert in Salt Lake City. He was attracted to me! I had hoped thatwasn't the reason, but I had feared that it was.He was. Quite the contrary, he looked out for me, gave me tips at every stage of my life--about girls, about school, about handling mom and dad--even about marrying Amy, though I wasn't smart enough to listen.David had met Amy a few times and we'd all hung out together on a couple of his infrequent visits home. He never came out and told me not to marry her, but his lack of enthusiasm came through in a subtle way. I picked up on it--but I ignored it. What the hell, I was only 24 and I was in love.When. Rolling, I spooned the body. A familiar scent made me open my eyes. I had Weather in my arms, her sexy posterior pressed to my naked groin. She smelled delicious, fresh, sleepy, young and intoxicating. It didn't surprise me in the least when a morning erection formed. I wasn't really thinking as my hand found a slender hip. Weather had remarkable curves when on her side. She also moved too sensually.My erection found the valley formed by her lovely buttocks. Her bum clench that let me know she. "We'll have to keep you from going anywhere. I never expected a disciplinarian like you to be so uncooperative." "No, Marcus, stop, why are you doing this, stop! Don't treat your Mother that way!" "It's only because I love you Mother." He tied the ropes tight around my ankles, then grabbed each of my arms and pulled me up to standing. He turned me to face him, put his arms around my waist and lifted me over his shoulders. "As I said before, let's have a seat." He carried me through the.