She wondered once again how they would reach the top to place the angel on the tip. The angel’s wing tips would only just clear the ceiling when she...was set in her position. Looking outside, Fran saw that it was starting to get dark. She walked to the light switch, turning it on. Then to the power point that controlled the Christmas lights that Ian, John and Nat had put up outside a few weeks ago. She turned it on and saw the blue lights flashing around the windows and eaves. She had wrapped. I took him to a party one Friday night and he didn't even drink. There was beer there, but he said he didn't want any.Over the weeks he had been living with us, JR had become a pretty good swimmer. He could hold his own with Ted, one of the stronger swimmers on the team. Our coach told me he was a natural.Kim had been talking about JR since she saw him in the shower. Girls talk, a lot like guys do, and she couldn't stop talking about the size of his cock. I noticed the bulge in his Speedo, but. He grabbed my nipples and pulled straight up until I was on tiptoes. He cupped and grabbed both boobs and actually lifted me off the ground by my boobs. God, it hurt but I swear I was getting wet too. What the fuck! I was getting so abused that Josh called time early.The last nerd came up to me shaking a can of beer smiling. He nodded to the third nerd who came up behind me, grabbed my arms and pulled them back so my back arched and my boobs stuck out. When the top was popped, the beer spewed. He is Marlon, the older brother. Theother is Dwayne. Marlon yanks off my jacket and tosses it on the couch.His greasy fingers pull at the buttons on my flannel blouse. Buttons pop asit rips open. I started this journey as a male. I wear nothing beneath theblouse. Marlon laughs. His hands roughly knead my breasts like a womanmaking bread."Please do not do this," I say. They do not deserve this last chance. Ioffer it out of charity."Don't be like that, babe," Dwayne says. "You'll like us once you.