Since the call, the day had seemed to have become brighter, the sun, shooting through the window onto her skin, felt stronger. The room was airier and...smelled fragrant. She could not wait to tell Bridget that she could stop but she would have to wait until she came home, and that was normally around eleven.A celebration was in order, at least for her and Bridget anyway. She decided she would cook a special meal tonight and it would be Bridget's favourite, Cheese and broccoli bake with lashings. Uncle Nat was my only living kin, the brother of my real father. He had two sons, one older than myself by a couple of years and the other a grade behind me in school. Most of my memories of the country were hazy, but there were certain details I did recall-- like the way the boys took me into the barn and watched while I peed. It was that same day when they showed me their outfits and I remembered that dark-haired Jason had already developed a few curls at the base of his cock then. Young,. “I’m glad you decided to come.” He turned towards me as he unlocked the door to his home. I was struck for a moment with hesitation. Was it right to open this door again? Did he really accept me for who I was, or did he just feel guilty? Well, if I do not enter, I will never find out. “Do you want a drink?” he suddenly seemed a little nervous again, and reminded me of the first time we ever met. A shy little boy, asking me if I wanted to borrow his bike. “That would be nice.” His nervousness. He smiled back and offered a little wave.“Hey Brianna! How's it going?”“Alex! Nice to see you outside of class! Doing fine. Just needed a bite to eat. Looks like we had the same idea! You been here before?”“Oh yeah, a bunch of times. The food is great!”“Good. This is my first time here.” Brianna moved a bit closer, her leather-clad body coming within inches of touching Alex's skin. The smell of the leather Goddess washed over him, making Alex weak in the knees. “This is a happy coincidence..