I did see the resemblance to my mother though. I had never seen any kind of resemblance to family members before, but now I knew that I got my looks f...om the female side.A strong longing when through me, a sort of intense jealousy, because I was not entitled to wear clothes like this. If I had a girl's hormones in my blood, like my sisters did, I would be able to go to school, looking like this, and have the boys hot after me, just like my sisters did.I nearly cried with the conflicting. I was hesitant at first, but my friend assured me online dating was no longer reserved for losers and freaks. It was now the number-one way to meet new people, be it for long-term relationships or one-night stands. I was hoping to get it over with quickly, but my friend insisted on doing things properly. She convinced me to make an evening of it. We started with a photo shoot, before moving on to the actual creation of the profile. That part was rather funin case you havent noticed, I rather. Besides that, most of the other girls were younger so I had anadvantage. While I did spend some one on one time with Karen, I felttotally unprepared for my present situation.I can remember how unsteady my legs felt as I debarked from the busand entered into the main entrance of Mount Saint Mary's and headedoff to my homeroom. I took a seat and awaited my fate.I remember how strange it felt during that first role call. I canstill hear sister telling us to say present and stand as she calledout. I would let them get just close enough to her pussy before I stopped. The dark puff of hair just above her pussy was neatly trimmed, and her pussy was red and swollen. I could tell that she hadn’t done this for a long time. ‘Oh, Travis… please,’ she begged. I leaned over her, my dick just inches away from her pussy. I could hardly wait to just take her, to feel her sopping wet, tight pussy squeezing my cock. But I stopped to kiss her. I wanted her to feel like this was a novel. That I was the.