First I learned that he might be suffering from some sort of amnesia.He knew he used to be a boy named Howard, but now he was a girl namedCarol and he...was living with his twin sister Dawn who used to be a boynamed Bruce, and Nanna, who was the woman who took care of them. Thiswas very confusing to me but I assumed that he was, maybe, hypnotizedinto forgetting about his past and thinking he was a girl; or maybe thetrauma of being kidnapped had something to do with it, the same might besaid about. I asked her if I could eat her ass, and without hesitation she pulled her pants and panties and and spreaded her cheeks out, and I certainly ate her out, she started giving me a blowjob and told me she wants me to to cum good, and masterbated while kissing her for a while to charge the cum after a while I felt myself about to explode. I told her to get her mouth on it and I felt like I came 3 times while she was sucking the cum out. it started to get dark out, so I asked her if she could spend. And you’re–?’ As if he’d forgotten. ‘Carol.’ ‘Carol.’ He did not know it then, but that name would echo in his heart for the rest of his life. — After it began, Carol not only loved Charlie, she was grateful to him, and would be forever after. He taught her so much, and so patiently and lovingly and well. She was totally naive and a little fearful of sex when they met, having grown up with a stepfather whose treatment of her bordered on sexual abuse–never quite overt, but always. Traubel sat and waited to see who would appear on the other side of the Plexiglas panel. A moment later, a very tall, very tough looking man sat down opposite him and picked up the handset on his side. Roger picked up his set and waited for the stranger to begin."Roger Traubel?" It was a forceful voice and to Roger's mind, quite cold."Yah ... who are you?" That's not important, but what I'm going to tell you is. Are you paying attention?" Again, the cold voice."Go ahead." If I find out you have.