”“Thanks Will, I already told her you would.”I wasn’t sure about all this but I can try to help Aunt Beverly, for Jeannie’s sake and our fut...re together.Things went pretty normal the rest of the day, the only thing out of the ordinary was the truckload of fourteen foot, flat bottom aluminum fishing boats being delivered and stacked over to the side of the new bait shop ... which was coming along real good.That truck had no more than pulled out, when another truck backed up to the store with. Her aroma was intoxicating, that of a woman who knew she was about to be fucked. I looked up. She had removed her top and tossed it to the side. I slid her panties down her legs and held them as she stepped out. I put them to my nose and inhaled deeply. I love the scent of her anticipation! I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go, and moved even closer to her. I looked up into her face asking permission. I noticed that her friend was getting undressed. She nodded and smiled. She thrust her. "Mack..." Mom, don't!" Why?" Samantha inquired."Because I did tell her that." So, you admit it?" Yes," Jordan mumbled, unable to meet the gaze of anyone else in theroom.Samantha bent down and hugged Jordan before she said, "It's okay, baby.If you want to be Elsa, you can be Elsa. It doesn't make you any lessof a boy."'Yes it does, Mom. Yes, it fucking does,' Jordan thought, strugglingnot to cry."Let's get you changed," Samantha said as she took hold of theremainder of the costume and went. " She looks at me with her big saphire blue eyes. "Oh, And what are these key aspects?" I stare into hers. "Well, The most crucial, And Probably most easily noticable, Is that cross-species reproduction is possible. As you can see I'm a living testament." She puts on a big smile. "Well, I probably still wouldn't have guessed it, Anything else?" I rub my burn, Noticing that it will probably leave a decent sized mark. "Well, The Darkstalkers have chosen my universe as their own, Mostly due to.