She discretely remindedher auntie she needed more tampax because her "period" was due soon. Shewas bizarrely simultaneously proud and ashamed of her a...ility toconvincingly execute that particular conversation.The days past. In some ways being an empty headed girl excited by everyshallow aspect of prettiness and femininity was easier than being areluctant and bitter sissy. But Missy's soul was suffering badly, and inthe brief unguarded moments when "she" thought as "he," poor Ashleyfeared for. Her voice for instance was my personal favorite... a perfect blend of low alto pitch and sexy raspiness. I'm telling ya, nothing about this night was going to be fair and I wouldn't stand a chance. Here's the thing about being with a woman that far along... Her tummy is freaking huge. It's not only big but hard as a rock. It's not easy to negotiate sex over or around that thing and I'm quite sure I couldn't do it if I was on top. That would be like trying to fuck someone with a basketball. Jennine thought that this was very funny and with greatfanfare, brought me a clean pair of panties every morning. I didnot know it but Jennine had told her friends and about a week latera group of older girls came up behind me as I was walking home fromschool. "Hay, I hear you wear girls' panties.", One of the girlssaid. I did not reply although I was very scared. I started to walkfaster, but the girls picked up their pace to keep up with me. "Doyou wear panties?", she asked me. Still I did not. " He hesitated. "I just wanted to know - I mean, it seems like you're not - see, I was talking to Sean, and, well..." Zane, spit it out!" Do you want to do me?" He blurted out. Then he looked at his hands and turned bright pink.I snorted. "Hell yeah. But I'm not trying to get busted for rape or some shit. The three months is to give you plenty of time to back out of the deal. By then, you'll understand totally what you're letting yourself in for. I don't want to hear 'I didn't know' or I didn't.