"Darla told me what happened and I think it's justdreadful that that awful Miss Clawstroke treats you boys that way." Mrs.Goodwin looked just as prett... as Darla, but older and with a thickerbody. "If you're serious about winning that contest I can help. But youmust come here every night and get serious about practicing." Jimmylooked earnestly at Mrs. Goodwin and said, "Yes ma'am. I will. Thankyou." "Yay!" cheered Darla.For the next couple months Jimmy practiced and practiced, and with thehelp. We had promised not to make loud noise or my sister would wake up. "I have a better idea. How about you ride me. Let me thrust my cock in your asshole and watch you go up and down my cock?" I melted in his warm embrace. "I wasn't joking, Tom, when I said that I love you." Tom grinned and claimed my mouth again. "Prove it you love me by riding me." Without a second thought I mounted his big hard cock. I wanted to cry out from the intense pleasure and pain that coursed through my body as I felt. I look at my hands, and they still look toobig for a girl, too strong, though my nails are growing as fast as myhair. They are thick white talons and in need of a trim. They would looknice if properly groomed.I look in the top drawer of the pink dresser and sure enough, amongst anarray of girl stuff are fingernail clippers, files, and three bottles offinger nail polish, pink, red and a dark red the bottle calls cinnamon.How girly do I want to get? How far do I go?I have a bit of masculinity. My favorite was his BFF Todd. Todd was a tall skinny young man who wasn't hung up on labels, he said he liked sex and it didn't really matter to him if it was with a guy or a girl, as long as everybody had fun and no one got hurt. Todd introduced me to a goth kid named Tim and we had a wonderful three way and Tim and I also got together a few times just on our own. Then there was Scott, and this is how that unfolded.This particular night as I got home after a long day at work, I noticed a young.