After a while, though, Steve found he had missed being Carol. He missed the ethereal swirl of a dress as he glided delicately across the room. He had ...tarted sneaking into Eleanor's room while she was out and dressing up in her clothes, but it was only the third time he'd had the opportunity to reinvent Carol that Eleanor had come to him asking if he had been in her clothes.Steve broke down right there and sobbed his story out to Eleanor, about how he missed being pretty, how he missed being. Now she felt a deep emptiness inside and it made her heart ache. For the first time she was unsure of herself, unsure of the way she had chosen to live her life."Am I simply a prize to be won? Is that why you chased after me with such interest?" Iptomas asked her sitting beside her on the grass.Aphrodite wanted to make it easier on both of them. She could not stand being so close to him and know that she could not have him. It was torture for her to be so near to him.Lying Aphrodite said, "Yes. " She took my shaft into her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down. She stopped for a moment to say, "This is great! Is he going to cum in my mouth?" She didn't wait for an answer and dove back to her task. I started to pump my hips a little, responding to her enthusiasm. Her long blond hair almost hid what she was doing but the sight of her perfect, tanned young body going down on me was very exciting. "He won't cum yet. He's not some scrawny boy!" Britt's confidence in my control was. Finally she nodded. "I understand, Bill. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought that up."But I wondered if she really understood. Somehow I didn't think she did.Argument with Tracy aside, the Christmas break of 1983 ranks up there as one of the most enjoyable two weeks of either of my lives. I was in love and my love was being returned. It was the initial, realization stage of love, the time of discovery, a time that comes very rarely in a person's lifetime, never for some. It was a time that had.