My partners, lovers, have always been ableto express their feelings and have treated me very lovingly,just as I have always treated them. I don't like...men's hairybodies, or their macho muscles, and although the few times I'dmade love to men in the past hadn't been totally disgusting, Ijust like the smooth softness of women better. But as they say,the exception proves the rule...It was a lovely Saturday night in mid-spring, perfecttemperature, just a gentle breeze - the kind of night when. Sure there were some issues at school. Having to listen to the narrow-minded jocks tease me for looking more and more like a girl was to be expected. It was a small price to pay for true happiness though. By the time I was a senior in high school my hair had grown down to the middle of my back, just like Christina's, and I was still the smallest of the boys in my graduating class. I never grew past five feet, eight inches tall, which was fine with me since it allowed me to maintain a perfect. It looked like it would be a very nice place to visit on a future trip.I stopped by the office and took care of the finances for the boat. I was told that I could pick any of the boats that I wanted. The person at the desk said that business was slow because it was the middle of the week.As I drove down by the dock, I could see the anticipation grow on Christine's face. Tied up in a row were about a half dozen wooden boats. Each one was painted a bright color. One was all blue. Another was all. Our families would have been quite shocked. They were so old fashioned. We laugh about that now, but it was a real consideration then.We knew the huge amount of unprotected fucking we were doing was definitely going to result in pregnancy, and probably very quickly. We were NOT going to use any birth control. That would have spoiled it. Our families would have been absolutely mortified if she had become pregnant out of wedlock. An Asian bride with a huge pregnant belly walking down the aisle to.