I started Monday.Mom smiled back. “You’ll be fine. Besides, why take four years of classes just to find out you don’t like it? Need any more clo...hes or anything?”“Is that an offer to go shopping?” I asked hopefully.“Sounds like a plan to me. Let’s get changed and get out before your father wakes up.”“Yeah, what if he wakes up and wants one of his regular naps?” I asked with a laugh.Mom simply wrapped her fingers around an imaginary cock and made a few jerking motions.When I was a kid, I loved. Fir me neeche aane lga usko kiss karte karte uske navel area me mene lick kiya thoda and simentenously uski pussy area ke aas pass me haath ghuma ke usko excite rakh rha tha. Usne bhi mere groin area me haath lgana chalu kar diya. Me or excite hone lga and neeche jhukkar uski underwear nikal di jo ek dam saaf di(shayad usne raat ko hi kiya rahega) fir mene ftafat uske ras bhari chut ke upar apni jeebh se usko tickle karnw laga wo ab uchal rhi thi dheere dhere wo bhadak gayi bed pe or mera muh. Given him a room, food and clean clothes,even if they we're meant for a girl, a girl possibly a few years youngerthan him by the looks of them, but a girl all the same. And soon, hewould be starting lessons in with other girls (the thought of other girlsshould have disturbed him, but he shrugged it off, they would be "other"girls as far as everyone was concerned) in an all girl school, so hiseducation wouldn't suffer at least. He would leave here withqualifications and be able to get a good. As we headed outside I remember my eyes catching sight of the barometer that hung by the front door, it read -7C, 'Too cold for snow', someone remarked, perhaps that's why I looked at it, but as I stepped into the freezing air, I began to regret just wearing a single layer of wool, beneath my school duffle coat, itself a heavy woolen cover, but it offered no protection to the biting wind, especially as it rose up between my long legs and and found the bare parts atop my woolen stockings, my.