Editor's Note: this submission contains transgender content.
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"Are you sure you two are going to be fine by yourselves," my mom asked for the millionth time.
I responded with the same reply that I had been using since she started asking, "Yes mom. We're adults now. If we can't take care of ourselves by now, we are in big trouble."
She smiled and said, "Alright."
My mom and dad were going had been invited to go along on a cruise with my aunt and uncle. My aunt and uncle had suggested that, since my cousin, Katy, and I had just turned eighteen, we could stay home with each other. I was a bit disappointed that we weren't invited, but Katy and I were very close so I didn't complain. We were so close, in fact, that ever since they moved here from Florida eight years ago, we had hung out with each other every day.
As mom and dad were still running around the house making sure they had everything they needed, I sat down on the couch and remembered the day that Katy and I met each other. It was the first day they had arrived here in Indiana. We were only children so, in retrospect, we were probably both a little lonely until we found each other. We had introduced ourselves and from that day onward, we were inseparable. Also, seeing as the house they moved into was two houses away from ours, were physically close as well as emotionally close.
After about ten minutes we head a knock at the door that could only be my aunt and uncle. Sure enough, when we open the door, Uncle Tom and Aunt Tracy were on the other side. There wasn't much conversation. Both sets of parents asked if the other was ready and they started saying their goodbyes to me.
As they started to leave, Uncle Tom said to me, "Hey, James, Katy said she was still packing. She should be over here in a little bit."
"What's she packing? If she needs anything all she has to do is walk two houses down and get it," I joked.
He smiled and, before he closed the door said, "See you in a week."
Started to head back into the living room when I heard the unmistakable sound of rain pattering against the house. It was only sprinkling but when I got to the living room and looked at the TV (the weather channel was on), I saw that we were going to be in for a wet day. That was the one bad thing about living in Indiana: you could never predict the weather. Oh well; it wasn't like we had anything we were going to do.
I was sitting on the couch watching TV for about an hour when all of a sudden it started to pour rain. I turned my to look out the window that looked out on the back yard and saw that the fat drops of water were now being accompanied by some pretty fast winds. That's when I heard the doorbell ring. I ran to the door and, sure enough, there was Katy standing there soaked to the bone. I held the door open for her as she walked in.
"Oh my god, you're soaked," I said as I shut the door.
Her denim shorts were dripping on the rug in front of the door. Her, normally blonde, hair was a light shade of brown from being wet with rain. I could see drops of water sliding down her lightly freckled face. However, the thing that got to me the most was her shirt.
Her white tank top, in its temporarily transparent state, was now clinging to her body in a way that any guy would love. As my gaze wandered up, I could clearly see her erect nipples, at the tips of two A-cup sized breasts, poking at her tank top. As I noticed this my penis started to harden and I could feel my basketball shorts starting to tent out.
"Well nothing gets by you," she said sarcastically. "Can I get some dry clothes? I left my bag of clothes at home so they wouldn't get wet."
"S-s-ure," I stuttered, hoping against all hope that she hadn't noticed the growing bulge in my shorts.
She followed me upstairs to my room where I pulled a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt out of my closet. I handed the clothes to her and left my room closing the door behind me. Back on the couch in the living room, I was alone with my thoughts. I was trying to make sense of what had just happened. When Katy and I were younger I had the biggest crush on her until I found out that it was wrong to be in love with your cousin. I never mentioned it to her but I think she always knew somehow.
By the time I heard my bedroom door open, I was relieved that my erection had finally subsided. Katy came down the stairs in my clothes and sat down on the other end of the couch. Once she was comfortable, she reached behind her and pulled down the blanket that was draped over the back of the couch. It was big enough to cove us both, even though we were sitting on opposite ends. I could only imagine how cold she was from being in the rain and then coming into our house, that felt as if it was winter year round.
"So," I said after about ten minutes, "want to watch a movie?"
"Sure," said Katy, "let's watch Iron Man."
"You're a woman after my own heart. I knew there was a reason why I loved you," I said jokingly.
