That part of the story was true, and a convenient red herring concerning my identity. After describing her rape, and eventual suicide, as told to my "...esearchers," I told them about having identified the missing member and supposed host of the gathering, and having had him beaten by hired thugs, until the man confessed the crime, naming all of the co-conspirators.I told them that he had admitted having been part of the same type of crime, along with those men, on several occasions. Then I told. ”Jennifer quickly asked if she could work at the tournaments during the summer. Others asked as well. I shrugged and said, that if there were things that they could do then they could have jobs doing them. Then I added, “A few girls have used their summer experiences to enhance their resume or even get full time jobs with Bolts. This isn’t a cake walk but a hard job in which much is expected. You can ask Patty or Tia the saying while we run the tournaments.”Tia, Patty, and Ashley all said. “I will do it, baby, I will do it for you.” With that, I pulled his boxers and he turned me around. We entangled each other in a deep kiss again. His chest on my boobs was felt amazing. His cock was now poking my belly and I could feel some movement. His cock started twitching in my navel. It was poking my navel and he dropped precum inside my navel while poking it. It was all sticky. He was itching to go inside my vagina. The only piece of cloth left on us was my panty which was dripping. I didn't like beinga boy. I just kept repeating it over and over. They tried to shake mebut I kept mumbling the same thing over and over. That's when Beckyslapped me.I told them I said no such thing, but the three of them assured me Ihad. I then said that anyway, I was a girl, why would I say I want tobe a girl. They said nothing made sense, and that was one reason theywere worried.I asked them if they wanted to try the s?ance again, but they all saidno, that it had just gotten too weird,.