OK, Mum. Love to Dad. 'Bye." Which wires got crossed?" asked Bea flatly."None," replied Jenny falling to her knees in front of her. "I lied to you." W...y?" D-d'you mind if I get myself a drink? Do you want one?" Hmm, Dutch courage. No thanks."Jenny clambered to her feet and went to pour herself a glass of wine from which she took a healthy pull and then topped it up. She went back and sat at Bea's feet again."Well?" asked Bea as coldly as before."I-I went to Christopher's." I thought you might.. She could see her frozen self in the mirror. Her skin glittered with the light from the ceiling fan. Her wet sexless crotch glistened with its former moisture and her breasts remained erect like the room was cold. She even notice that lines were appearing on her neck, wrists, waist, legs and feet. She somehow knew that she could be taken apart like any mannequin. "Let's see how we're doing now." Hazel said as she stepped into the room and walked over to Kim. As she tapped on Kim's waist, a. He smiled at me and I entered a booth and left the door unlocked. A couple minutes later after I had gotten hard from watching the porn, he entered and locked the door behind him. I was sitting and he stood in front of me giving me a strong hint he wanted to be sucked. I started to unzip his pants and as he unbuckled I saw that we was married. Next I pushed down his pants revealing a nice long black cock. I started rubbing him and he said to go slow because he wanted to enjoy the bj. Customs and Immigration officials board. Passports are inspected. Documents are checked. One of the officials is a woman of my own age. She has long blonde Scandinavian hair, neatly tied back and her handsome happy face enhanced by her radiant blue eyes and the healthy tan of her skin. She glances at me. I smile. She looks at my passport, my Russian passport.For a moment a voice inside me seems to be prompting me to tell the girl who I really am. Jennifer McEwan, a British citizen who was.