S o much had happened in a short time between Saige and myself. I started out thinking she was a regular girl and then thought she was a guy pretending to be a girl, but now I know she is a girl, just born as a boy. I've completely come to terms with that and accept her without reservations. Now that I've accepted her, I'm comfortable with any sort of intimacy we might do together.

Our next challenge was breaking the news to Saige's parents, who had forbidden her to date. When I saw Saige at school, she said I would meet her parents after school today.

"What was their reaction when you told them?" I asked.

"I didn't yet," she said, "They will come home and see us there and we'll explain it together."

"Does your father have a gun?" I asked.

"Don't worry," she said, "He's not like that, but he might do some yelling. He'd yell at me, but maybe not with you there."

I was nervous about this – it wasn't going to be like meeting any other parents, which I never did very often.

After school I went to Saige's and we kissed passionately. "We have some time before your parents come home," I said, "So let's use the time wisely."

I led Saige to the couch where we resumed kissing. As we kissed, I slipped my hand up her skirt and rubbed my hand against her panties, feeling her clitty harden. I continued to rub it and pulled her panties to the side, releasing her clitty. I held her clitty between my fingers and squeezed it, further arousing her.

Then I knelt on the floor in front of Saige and lifted her skirt, exposing her hard clitty. I brought my mouth to her clitty and took it in, this time taking the time to run my tongue over its contours, learning it shape. Saige moaned as I sucked her, running her fingers through my hair. I really enjoyed pleasuring her this way, and soon was rewarded with her girl juice.

"Mark, that was wonderful!" she said, "You're the very best!"

That was music to my ears – I was so glad to take good care of my girl! I was thoroughly aroused from all this, which Saige quickly noticed. She unzipped me and took out my cock and soon had me in her mouth. This was the first time she did this, and it felt so good I came almost immediately. Saige swallowed and then we sat on the couch together.

"We've got some time until your parents arrive," I said, "We should plan our approach."

"I don't know what to expect," she said, "So I don't know what we can plan – just try to be flexible."

That wasn't very reassuring, but it's the best she could do. We watched television until her parents arrived.

I suddenly became nervous as I heard a door open. "That would be Mom," said Saige, "Dad will be along in a few minutes."

Soon she came into the room was surprised to see me with Saige. "Mom, this Mark."

"Oh, the boy you've been working with," she acknowledged, "I thought you were done with that."

"We are, but I wanted you to meet Mark because he's asked me to date him," Saige responded.

"I thought we had an agreement about that," her Mom said, "We'll talk about it when your father gets home." I was beginning to get nervous.

Her mom was polite, and offered me a soda, which I gladly accepted. If I was a little older, a good stiff drink might help me find the courage for what was to come. In a few more minutes Saige's dad arrived, and her mom went to talk to him as he got out of the car. No doubt she was breaking the news to him.

"Maybe I should leave," I said to Saige.

"Don't you dare leave me to face this alone," she said sternly. It was the only time she was ever stern with me, but I could tell that I'd better do this with her.

Saige's dad entered and greeted me. He told Saige to go help her mom with dinner, so he could talk to me. I felt very uneasy facing this protective father alone.

"So you want to date Saige, do you?" he began, "Just how much do you know about her?"

"Not a lot – I've only known her for a week, but I know she is a beautiful girl who was born a boy and has transitioned to be a girl full time. I also know that she had trouble at a previous school, and you don't want her to date."

"Well, it's more than just trouble – she was hospitalized for several weeks and had to recover from several fractured bones," he responded. You may not realize that she can be in danger just for being who she is. I hoped we wouldn't have to deal with this dating business here."

"I'm sorry to cause a problem, sir," I replied, "But I really like Saige, and promise to keep her secret."

"Teenage romances often don't last," he said, "If you lose interest in her you might let it slip – boys do like to brag about their exploits, I'm sure you know."

"I would never do that," I assured him, "What Saige has revealed to me is a sacred trust that I will never violate."

Saige's father called Saige into the room and asked, "You realize that you have made yourself very vulnerable by revealing yourself to Mark – you know how boys are – why did you think it was safe to trust him?"

"I asked around school discreetly," she said, "He's doesn't talk about his dates like other boys do. I talked to some of the girls he dated, and they all said he was a perfect gentleman, though not a match for them."

"So why do you think Mark is a match for you?" her dad asked.

"Only time will tell for sure, but he was so nice as we worked together – for the rest I guess I'll be taking a chance, but it's a chance with a boy I think I can trust."

"You are trusting him with your life!" her dad noted.

"Yes, but I can't live my life in a bubble," Saige countered, "And I just want to live like a normal girl."

Then her father turned to me and asked, "So why exactly do you want to date a girl like Saige?"

"You mean a trans-girl?" I asked, "I didn't know until she told me, and it kind of freaked me out at first."

"I was so worried that I scared him away," Saige added.

"But I knew I liked Saige a lot, and she showed me where to find information about gender dysphoria and trans-women. I've learned a lot, and have a long way to go, but I really want to be with Saige and walk this otherwise lonely journey together."

"You've got a way with words," her dad said, "Or maybe you're just slick – if anything happens to Saige because of you I don't know how I'd react, but it wouldn't be pretty – got it?" I nodded.

"Well I know how I'd react," said her Mom, "I'd cut his balls off!"

"Mom! How can you say such a thing!" declared Saige, as I cringed and tried to look inconspicuous.

The her dad laughed and said, "I think he gets the picture, so let me welcome you Mark. I hope Saige is as good to you as you are to her. Did you guys have plans for the weekend?"

"Not yet," I said meekly, "That would depend on both of you."

"Why don't have dinner with us on Friday night," said her mom, "And I'll take Saige out shopping on Saturday and find her a nice dress for a date that night."

Saige and I looked at each other in amazement and as if rehearsed, simultaneously said "Sure!"

  To be continued . . .

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