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I slowly woke up again, the sun shining on my face. It was 9am on a nice Sunday morning and a delicious smell was coming from the kitchen. I got up, only wearing a black shirt, my pants still on the floor where I left them, or rather, she did. I took a quick glance in the mirror—I looked really fucked. My hair is always a mess when I get up. I decided to get up, put on my boxers and go into the kitchen to see what that smell was about.”Morning, sleepy head. I hope you slept well,” Rachel said to me with a cute smile on her face. “I woke up an hour ago so I decided to get dressed and make breakfast for us. Hope you like bacon and eggs.”She had no idea. This was my favourite breakfast. I always ate this in the morning before my workout. I sat at the small table and just watched her. Rachel was wearing a pair of boxers and a hoodie. It’s true; you really notice just how pretty a girl is when she’s not trying.”Aren’t those my boxers?” I wondered.”Yes, they are. kocaeli escort Is that a problem?””No, it’s cool, I just wondered. I don’t have to wear your panties now, do I?””Who knows, maybe you will.” She giggled as she saw me getting red.We were both sat at the table, eating breakfast, when I decided to break the akward silence.”So… about last night…””It was weird, wasn’t it? It all happened so quickly; I had no time to think about it.””Do you regret it?””No, absolutely not. Do you?””I wish I could say for certain. I never considered myself gay or ever wanting a cock. But… I dunno, it just felt right. You are a beautiful girl; you know that, right?””On the outside I am. But with this down here, I will never be a real girl. Please, listen well as I have never told another guy about this before. From the moment I learned about what makes us women, I knew I was different. My first time with a guy was when I was fifteen years old. We were kocaeli escort bayan in the boys’ room in our school gym. He was the captain of the football team and I was the head cheerleader. We were about to get it on, when I took my pants off and he freaked out. He slapped me, threw me out and told everyone. I was thrown out of the team and bullied by everyone. So I had no other choice but to leave the school and move.” Rachel tried her best to hold back her tears, so I went to hug her, taking her into my arms.”It’s okay, sweetie. You are a real girl to me. I promise whatever happened last night was more than just a blow job. It was special. By the way, you know how to suck.”I can’t believe I actually said that. I guess I tried to lighten the mood somehow. So we got up, cleaned the dishes and I got changed for my daily workout. I try to stay in shape as much as possible. At the door, Rachel stopped me.”Are you going out?””Yep. I’ll be izmit escort outside walking. If you want to, you can join me.””Sure, let me just change quickly.”I decided to wait downstairs for her and use the time to warm up. She came down wearing black shorts and a red top. Her hair was done in a ponytail and she put on her make up only lightly. We went on for a while, then decided to rest. I could have gone on a little longer but I decided to take it slow for her. I just stood around, taking in the scenery. Around us were a lot of trees and the sun was shining bright. There couldn’t have been a better day for a walk.”You look really good, Brian. I don’t think I ever told you that,” she said while looking over to me.”You kinda did last night, sunshine. So, ever since meeting that jerk, did you date any other guy?””Not until last night. I’ve been scared of making contact with another guy ever since.””Wow. I’m honoured.” I sat down beside her. “I will never hurt you, Rachel. I promise. You are something special and I will protect you. Nobody will ever treat you wrong again.”We didn’t walk as far as I wanted to but I couldn’t concentrate any more so we decided to go back again and take a shower—separate showers.

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