I wanted him to make me do the things that girls do. I shudered in my shame at these awakedned feelings. Stan turned me so that my bum was leaning...against the railing of the porch. "Well, Karen, I guess you know what you are, now." "What, Stan?" "A queer...you are a queer, a fag homo." "And, what about you?" "I'm no queer." "No? Well, what about this?" I reached out and gently rubbed the front of his pants, marvelling at the hardness and the heat I felt through his. He licked tentatively at first but soon had me squirming as he found my clit. After I orgasmed for the first time he lifted his head and said ‘if this warm weather gets you into oral we’ll have to come to Spain more often’ I asked wouldn’t Cheryl mind? Then he realised he was eating his girlfriend’s aunts pussy,he froze for a moment then realising he couldn’t change anything he licked me as if his life depended on it. I orgasmed three more times before his body went rigid as he emptied his. "You want to talk about it?" she asked, gently.I stammered, and looked down at the ground.Then she said, "Perhaps not with me, but you have your dreamscape. Seekthe counsel of those who know you best - and love you most."I nodded, and started back towards my dorm room. Then a thought occurredto me. As bad as i was struggling, at least I didn't have to be alone.But who would Brand have?"Me," I said to myself, and went to get him.*****It wasn't hard to find him. In fact it was scary easy. I. Maybe I needed to see a shrink or better yet a priest. I than began thinking of my mother and grandmother.Mom was 55 years old. Over the years she'd put on at least 20 pounds, most of that on her ass. My grandmother was at least 75 and skinny as a nail. Both women had rather large racks on them. But time and gravity had caused them to hang low on both women. Earlier when watching the video I had noticed my mother had large pussy lips and there was no doubt that the large nub I saw at the top of.