.. Matthew, I still don't know what to think of my son beinggay,"I knew this topic was coming some time during the night but wasn't surewhen. I was as...ounded it took this long for it to be brought up. "Dad,the biggest question is do you accept that I am gay?" I don't have a choice. Do I?" Yes, you do have a choice. It must not be that big of a problem orelse you wouldn't have called," I replied, eating.Dad took a few bites, "Matthew, I suppose you are right. I will say I'msorry I haven't been. "Perhaps she needs to be allowed to find her past. Give her some room. If, as she says, living here has meant so much to her, she will come back," lied Cathy."Perhaps," mused Jessica, "but I miss her already."I bet you do, thought Cathy.Days turned into weeks and Summer was at its warmest. Word had spread of the disappearance of the lovely Mexican woman. Although, unlike her mother's disappearance, there was a logical explanation, it still became the talk of the small town, especially when. Time is running out, and her minionhas an overinflated view of himself. Stubs is good moral support, butLaura did hide knowledge from him just in case. She will need to performagain, but unaided. Fear of doing just that and fear of not doing whatshe has concluded is necessary sends her to the bathroom sink to wash herface.Taking stock in the mirror, she can not help but notice that she is asexy, vibrant female. She is no longer Jacob. Adding cosmetics as shepossesses knowledge from several of. Kim saw me looking at them and grinned slyly. Her hand retraced down Rachel’s luscious body, to her waistband. Her destination was clear. She unbuttoned her sister’s jeans, and began to ease them down Rachel’s hips. Rachel stood there; not helping, but not resisting either. I watched as pants and panties were taken down revealing Rachel’s trimmed blonde hair, full hips, and shapely legs. Kim watched me and I shifted my cock into a more comfortable position as I swallowed hard with my own.