Chapter 8

Keith just told me that he loved me. I told myself that I had better not be dreaming. But for some reason, this felt too good to be true. To make sure I wasn’t dreaming I pinched my arm.

“Ouch. Okay I know I’m not dreaming. What does this mean for us?” I asked.

Keith took my hand and placed it in his, “I’ve never felt this way about any woman before. I’m not exactly sure what it means. I’m willing to find out if you are.”

I leaned in, kissed his cheek, and said, “I’d love that.”

I got up and unzipped his pants and removed my panties. Thank goodness I was wearing a skirt. That’s one thing I never thought I’d admit. Even to myself. He lowered his pants and underwear and I lowered myself fully onto him.

After we finished kissing he said, “This is the best feeling I’ve ever had. I just want you to know this isn’t the only reason that I love you. If we were to stop doing this I’d still continue to lo...” I kissed him again. I loved the moan he gave after our lips parted.

I felt him twitch inside me and stopped my motion. I looked confused until I said, “We have no idea how much longer that birth control will last. For all, we know it could be out of my system by now. If we were to make our relationship public...”

I paused and he finished for me, “We can’t risk getting you pregnant until after you’re 18 and I’m no longer your guardian.”

I was planning on pulling off of Keith but that plan went out the window when I felt his hands rubbing my hips. He has just the right way of doing that that makes me melt and lose all control at the same time. We continued for a few minutes until he held onto me and stood up. The sensation sent a jolt through my body and I had one of the most powerful climaxes I’ve had in my entire life. Including when I was Wade.

“Why’d you pull out of me? You didn’t have your release yet,” I asked him.

He bent down and kissed my forehead, “I can’t get you pregnant remember. How about we try something different?”

He took me to the kitchen, we removed the rest of our clothes, he bent me over the table and entered my asshole.

I yelled out, “Oh my God that’s the biggest cock I’ve had in my ass.”

I covered my mouth. I prayed that didn’t kill the mood. I moaned in pleasure when he continued to pound into me. I lost count of how many times I orgasmed. Keith nearly collapsed on top of me. Then I felt his seed oozing out inside of me.

He kissed my shoulder and neck then said, “We’ve got to do this more often. That was fantastic.”

I moaned then as he got up and pulled out of me I replied, “We do. That was fun. But I still prefer you in my pussy, lover boy.”

“Have you remembered when your birthday is?” Keith asked as he helped me stand.

“Mmm. It’s December.” Uh oh. That’s the month my birthday as Wade was. I better not give him the same date, “Uh, December second. I think. Yeah, that’s it.” My old birthday had been the twenty-third.

Keith smiled and said, “I think I know what I’d like to get you for your eight-teenth birthday if you’d like.”

I giggled in a really girly way that I’d never done before, “Does it include you, me, and lots of unprotected sex? And possibly getting our numbers to grow?”

“I was actually thinking of going back to the amusement park where you found out that I was going to be your guardian. Ouch,” Keith hollered when I pinched his left nipple. “Okay, I was kidding. Sorry. Yes, I’d love to try my best to make a child with you on your big day.”

He kissed me and I had to pull away. I said, “Unless you want to risk getting me pregnant while I’m still seventeen you might not want to kiss me like that until you get some condoms.”

He nodded, “Okay, I’ll pick some up tonight.”

I grabbed his arm and said, “It’s already pretty late. You can pick some up tomorrow. If we get in the mood between now and then we can always try a safe way of doing it.”

The next day at lunch Candy asked, “What in the heck did you just say?”

I looked around before I said anything this time around and whispered, “Making my boyfriend wait until he gets condoms sucks. Are you happy?”

Candy’s eyes looked beautiful when they were as wide as they were then, “Shocked and surprised is more like it. All this time I thought you were one of those girls that wanted to wait until marriage to have sex. Especially after what we went through. But now I find that you’re practically a nympho.” I scowled at her. She laughed nervously, “I’m sorry. I went too far didn’t I?”

“More like the volume went too high. But it doesn’t seem like anyone heard you.” I got a text on my phone, “Excuse me I’ve got to go.”

Before I got up she whispered, “Is it the boyfriend? Of for a romantic meeting?”

I shrugged, “Something like that.” It was her turn to give me a funny look. “Okay, it’s a friend wanting to talk.”

Friend was a good word for it. Much better than my boyfriend/brother’s ex-girlfriend wanted to talk.

In the parking lot, I looked around for April but I couldn’t find her then suddenly I heard Miss Simmons saying, “It’s good to see you’re keeping up your education. That is one thing Stephanie and I agree on.”

I jumped when I first heard her voice, “Where you the one that sent that text?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just saw you there and thought I’d say hello. And to see how you were doing,” she told me.

“Is that all you wanted?” I couldn’t believe that was all.

“No. But we’ll leave that till later. Is there anything you’d like to get off your chest? Don’t worry I did my magic thing to hide our conversation,” she told me.

“You seem different. More like Stephanie but not. What’s going on?” I questioned.

“Sorry, that’s part of what needs to be last. I know you have a more important question you want to ask, so ask,” was her reply.

Quickly I asked, “Is the birth control you and Steven put me under still in effect?”

A crazy smile crossed her face, “Oh my, that was a way more interesting question than I was expecting. Sexually active are you?” Her face shifted to Stephanie’s friendly features, “No you don’t need to answer that. We have no right to have even asked that.” The kindness faded and she scowled, “Fine. I’ll need to check my calendar.” She flipped through her phone, looked at me then sniffed around me. She sighed, “As of one hour and fifteen minutes ago you were clear of the birth control. Congratulations you can now get pregnant.” She looked as if she was having an internal conversation and her scowled was almost scary this time.

After a bit of time, she nodded at me and I asked, “Did you do anything to change Candy or Stella’s or anyone’s personalities in my life in clouding mine?”

She raised an eyebrow, “You are lucky I’m in the condition I am or I’d cast a spell on you to make you chase after any guy that is interested in you. Giving your boyfriend even less of a chance to get you pregnant. Heck, I’d even make it so you couldn’t say no to dogs. Your friend Candy loved that one. Heck, she still does.” Miss Simmons cleared her throat, “Sorry. And just so you know I didn’t make it so she likes doing it with dogs. And no I didn’t influence or change any of your friends or loved ones or anyone’s personalities. Next question please.”

“Are you really pregnant?” I asked.

God, I hope that question doesn’t tick her off.

I was surprised when she looked said and said, “Me, no. Stephanie yes. It’s complicated. And I’m still not sure who the father is. I’m leaning towards Steven. Stephanie would prefer anyone else. But really hopes it’s Wade’s. Just in case you were wondering.”

“Are there any more people out there like me?” I asked.

Deep breath, “If there are it wasn’t done by me or Stephanie. Until her baby is born we’re only low-level witches. That’s why we needed Steven to help with your sex change. Others could do it with a snap of their fingers. And probably change you back too. Possibly.”

“Ever since I changed my breasts haven’t stopped growing. When will they stop? I’m tired of going braless or for school wrapping them in bandages. When I look in a mirror I feel like a mummy,” I told her.