When I returned, my father was waiting for me. As we were both alone at home, he told me to shut the door and lock it. He then told me to take off all...my clothes and continue with the housework. “I want to see your hairy choot and your fat boobs as you work” he said, massaging his thick black cock. I had no choice but to do so. As I was wiping the floor, he suddenly came and stood in front of me and asked me to open his lungi. His long fat black cock was standing out like a pole. He made me rub. " He talked as if it was the most normal thing inthe world as he patted her smooth, rigid curves.Janey could see Holly out of the corner of her eye. She's been watchingme all day, getting duped like she was, Janey thought, I'm sure she hasenjoyed every minute of it. Watching me turn into a plastic statue.Summoning her resolve, she took another deep breath. "You're crazy,Benjamin! You can't just do this to people!" she cried."Oh yes, I can," said Benjamin levelly. "And I just have done it. And, unless your unlucky, you're mine for the whole, long, beautiful summer." B, b, bu..." No butts about it, Ben, unless it's my butt. I'm gettin' you're cherry this weekend and I do know you have a cherry to pick. As a treat, you'll be getting mine. Think on that one, cous."I did--all through supper. Think on it that is. I didn't have a choice. Steph kept reminding me in such subtle ways.During supper, Steph and I were seated side by side. Her three sisters were all seated across the table. You know that you can't go back, so you feel jealous that he haswhat you feel a girl should have. You're a girl no matter what, but forthe first time your mind and heart are in sync and it's causing you tofeel bad. Don't. It's who you are: a girl. You're Joan Lewis, thedaughter of Daria Lewis and in a few months: Joan Sylvester, daughter ofMarcus and Daria Sylvester."Jaimie took a breath and added, "It's OK to feel that way about being agirl. You're physically a girl, it's not going to change.