It was bobbing a little, so she playfully took the head in her mouth, then let go—repeating that a few times never touching me with her hands.“Oh,...Ruby—that is so hot ... I love you and not just like a son loves his mother. I love you like a young man loves his favorite girl. Marie said that I probably just got her pregnant this morning—did she tell you that?” I said, with my eyes closed as she started to take me deeper into her throat.Her response to me was to take all of me, which Marie was. Being nine winters old I had been taught tracking skills by my father, I led my mother on his trail for three days, we where tiring when we came upon his camp, I recognized his things and told my mother such. She nodded and we decided he must be hunting for food, we would wait at his camp until his return.I unrolled my sleeping furs next to my father's as Mother prepared some of the herbs she had brought with her. She had started a small fire when we both heard a sound that we had never heard. The three, Jan, Josie and Katrina,all beautifully dressed in matching gowns, were truly visions offeminine beauty.I stood alone, dazed by what was happening: I, Thomas Johanson, bornmale, raised male, never questioning my sex - and why would I? Does onequestion his parents, his eye color, his skin color? Of course not.Things just are! But not so with sex, at least not so with me, ThomasJohanson, and my God-given sex."And do you, Patricia...." Those words, addressed to me, snapped me backto. As the conversation went on, it felt like a recurring bad dream that I couldn't wake."You know these boys have sent these to their friends! I bet the whole school has seen you at your best! And what if they are posted online? They will stay there forever! Do you know what that means?"I couldn't respond. I had nothing to say other than I wanted to crawl back into whatever hole I had protruded out of. There wasn't anything to say. I wanted this to be over, but it was far from over."Ever since I.