Her approval (or at least lack of censure), was one of the most significant things in my young life, and the fact that she hadn’t actually withdrawn...it, like I thought she had, was so important that I suddenly felt like crying. I had to look away, so I could blink away tears of ... I don’t know ... happiness?“I’m sorry!” she moaned. “I didn’t know.”Of course she didn’t know. How could she have known? Then again, she knew I was a pervert, so maybe she did know. Just not when I pursued my. And I smack it without even waking up. It goes off again at 5:23, and I grudgingly roll myself out of bed. You’re up already, the early bird, brushing your teeth at the sink as I stagger, squinting, into the bathroom. Dodging your hand that shoots out to grab my ass (it’s way too early for that), I turn on the shower. I need hot water. Really, really hot. I brush my teeth and wash my face as I wait for the water to reach the correct temperature. You keep stealing glances at me in the mirror,. . all that was left below the chin washis chest. I wasn't sure how this would work. The roll was basically apenis and a set of balls now. I grabbed the shaft and pressed the ballsend on top of his left nipple, then rubbed around in a circle. Onceagain, the flesh changed tone and expanded, although a bit moredramatically than the rest of his body. When the skin stopped changing,when the chest stopped expanding, he had a single large boob, biggerthan my own I noticed. And soon after he had. "And I know WHY he does what he asks you to do. And I know why he wears the same socks every game, and eats Spaghetti before every game. He does it because he's afraid he'll FAIL at the thing he loves the most. And if YOU loved him, you'd want him to succeed and you'd REALLY help him be ready for each game. You wouldn't ridicule him, or wear rubber gloves because his body fluids are obviously so distasteful to you that you can't even stand to TOUCH the part of him that he shows ONLY you!"Buffy.