So that was it. I hardly slept that night but was determined to go ahead with this. If it didn't work for me then at least I would have tried it and c...uld convince myself that dressing privately was enough, that I wasn't really a woman at all.I woke groggy and early on Monday morning, my bag already packed with a couple of days of male clothing, my wig and makeup. I travelled up to Paddington and boarded my train to Oxfordshire. I carried a little flask of scotch that I sipped from occasionally. There has been a lot of constable sirens.”I set everything down and stripped and realized once more that it was in front of a girl. I blushed and reached for my robe and she smirked, “to late now stud.”I hesitated and then hung the robe up. I turned, “help me with this.”I sat on the floor and began dumping credits out and she gasped. I looked at her and gestured, “use your comp. Find out how many people live in this block.”Before I knew what was happening she was naked and we were counting. She said it hurts a lot Awwwww! It’s paining. Then I inserted it deep and stopped as both of us were now bleeding. She was on cloud 9 and started to moan like Ahhhhhhhh! Make me yours!She was totally in another world. That night we had slept on each other. The next few days we spent like a married couple going out spending the days happily. Then was the time for our plane that we were going to board to go to Los Angeles. We came here to LA in 2008. I called one of my old friends who don’t know. She knows and has now seen that I've wished my sister naked, watched her masterbate, witnessed last night's threesome, and planned to fuck her. Yet, she is worried about getting cheated in a race. "In all fairness the Camero wasn't finished to beat you, but to finish up the amazing car that she deserves to be." And that's the only reason that I forgive you." She glances at the floor for a second before back up to me. "Your wish was specific, but broad. I think that I can see all of your past to.