When I had finished she said:" You really brought yourself in asituation. You know it is allowed to say 'no'. You just went with theflow without any r...sistance. Now you have to be my daughter for two weekor who knows how long." But, Mom, could we not just separate from the group or fly home?" Certainly not, you won't spoil my vacation. You have just two choices:Either, we will buy you boy's clothes tomorrow afternoon and tell thewhole group who you really are - nevertheless you would have to. My hands grasped the back of the chair and I waited. I could turn around and leave, I told myself, but it was the weakest argument that I would ever have with myself. I was temporarily soothed by the smell of freshness from the meadow as a whiff of air crept into the room.Suddenly, I felt a tumultuous storm build in my soul, clench at my stomach and cause ripples through my sex at the sound of footsteps behind me. Soft footsteps like he was floating on air. Well, I presumed it was him.My hands. During our senior year in high school, right after we turned 18, we moved to San Diego and our dad shipped out for a six-month tour of duty aboard a destroyer. Mom works as a paralegal, for a law firm downtown, so we are home by ourselves after school every day. This is our first house with a pool and that's where my sister and I spend most of our time.I've noticed my sister's body developing over the last couple of years, but I was not prepared for the feast my eyes got when my sexy, twin. With a pamphlet detailing the required aftercare and considerably less money in her purse, she left the store shortly after.Exactly four weeks later Jennifer went back to the store, where Ramona checked her piercings and declared them already healed.That hurdle taken, everything was in place for Cunt Jen to come out and play the next day. The rules for that day had been written for weeks, and it knew them by heart by then.After its alarm clock went off, Cunt Jen first went to the toilet to piss.