”“How sweet, dear. You call your black sheep Baa-baa? How interesting. He doesn’t look well. Is he eating OK?”Baa-baa growled then baaaaa’d ...n answer. I’ll show HER how well I eat. She’ll have to wait for me to get back from eating granny and Red. Mother Habbart and Bleu are next on my menu. She does look tasty. Maybe I’ll EAT her before I eat her. Hmm, Red first.“You wait here for me, Baa-baa. I’ll be right out. Ohh, hello. You must be little boy Bleu.” Oh my, he’s not so little and he’s. I got naked and hid my crouch. I took my tank top out and put it on. It's stretched to cover just below my ass. What you can see though it. I heard my name and then noticed him. He was playing with himself. He was about as big as the trans girl only not as long. Curved up too. I looked and smiled at him. I pretended to wash my legs and turned so my ass was in his sight. I looked around and then to him. I told him to go ahead and com on me, but not to do anything else. For now just cum. But she never meant much harm by her grumblings, and no matter what black mood might take her, she would work hard through them. And work hard through her sulk she did. She pulled the first batch of bread from the oven and as Cook prepared a vast amount of porridge, Silmaria set to making a second batch of bread. She beat at the dough on her board with her fists, kneading it with energy and purpose, heedless of how much flour dusted her worn out dress. After the dough was set aside to rise she. ”He turned even redder.I couldn’t help but remember all the times we had gone fishing at his cabin on Lake Lanier.From almost the first day at the department, Wayne had been not just my boss, but also my friend. In fact, one of my best friends.“I will not apologize for becoming involved with Deena,” I told him. “I am sorry for disappointing you, but I am not sorry for falling in love with Deena.”He looked at me for a minute or two before finally nodding his head.“What’s done is done,” he said..