I feel the last remnants oftheir shaggy spirits. One of the brothers throws me over a shoulder andcarries me into the house.I blink as the lights go o.... The house is one large room. I see chairs, acouch, and an old TV. The kitchen is in one corner. The beds -- and when Ilook at them, the brothers laugh -- are in another... The room is a midden,a garbage heap. It reeks of spoiled food and sweat and urine.The brothers are little better. They are tall men, with muscles going tofat. Their dark. :-) There's stillplenty of time for her to get careless and for me to get annoyed.My little nub is only about 1/2 inch now. Below it, I can see the creasesof my developing vulva. The lips are not sensitive or anything, but I cansee its shape forming. When I have my panties on, we can see the slightfold and it really makes a difference. I went from looking androgynous inpanties to looking like a girl, with somewhat of a mound and the slightbulges of two lips. This morning Chlo? had me try on a. Just once. She hesitated, then opened her mouth to him. Just a little; then more. Then more than that. Soon their mouths were locked together, and their tongues were getting to know each other, exploring this new world. Even then, Charlie was gentle and undemanding. Their kisses were deep and intimate, but he never tried to overwhelm her. His arms supported and protected her, and she felt safe. "I think maybe I am falling in love," he said a little later. She clung close to him and whispered in. " Things to reply with ran through my mind but nothing would come out. How did you reply to something like that? I was rendered speechless because of him. "Now, I remember," he began, the lower part of his body pressing against my inner thighs, "there being this girl who had long gorgeous black hair and amazing blue eyes that I'd get lost in. Every day I'd see her sitting on her front steps, arms wrapped around her knees, face hidden.. She looked so sad, but the sight of me would bring a smile.