One 'girl' was clutching a stuffed dog while the other one was holding apretty doll. Their faces looked child-like despite the girls' size.Sometimes ...he girls would talk to each other. Other times they wouldtalk to their dolls with equal seriousness. Both girls were flat-chested. Looking into both of their minds, they didn't know enough abouttheir privates to know if they had a penis or not. Or whether theyshould have one. The true nature of boys and girls had been lost tothem. They. I quickly agreed, intrigued now with her attitude.When I arrived about an hour later, she was waiting for me. She asked me to sit in the little family room of her home and brought in a plate of cookies and a pot of tea. We sat and she poured, just like a little old lady of money. I knew that she came from a poor family so I assumed that there were affects that she had learned to try to rise above her early life. She seemed comfortable with it so I accepted her offer of tea."Now then, why the. You were naked too and although I couldn’t wait to touch you, to stroke and caress your huge, hard cock, I was helpless. I lay back and let you kiss my body, stopping on your way down to lick and suck my throbbing nipples. I could see the path of hot saliva shining across my breasts and my proud nipples glimmering wet in the soft light. My instinct was to open my legs as you travelled down my body and as you stopped at my pussy I heard you groan and inhale the womanly scent of me. My tingling. I'd rather not have to though. I knew how I'd react to getting that wad of shit spit back at me from someone I was busting my ass for, and Charles was busting his ass for me. Even if you can realize that it's probably all for the best when you're cut out of the loop, it still puts a bad taste in your mouth. I decided to try heading that problem off."Charles, are you still living on the ground?" I asked."Sure, it'll be a while before we get around to men's quarters," he said."How long will it be.