Das erste war ein altes, in Leder gebundenes Tagebuch mit einem abgewetzten Band darum, das den Deckel geschlossen hielt, das zweite war ein dicker Um...chlag, auf dem mein Name, Melissa Gordon, in ordentlicher (wenn auch altmodischer) Handschrift stand. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem kleinen, unabhängigen Museum beauftragt wurde, das beiliegende. Shesaid he was becoming more and more feminine. Then he surprised her saying, "I don't know about next week. Iwould like to go back to being a man but at the same time I amhaving so much fun this week that I don't want it to end. What doyou think?" Tori told him, "I will be happy with whatever you decide. If youdecide to wear men's clothes so be it. If you decide to weardresses then I will still have my best girlfriend and that willmake me happy also. It's your decision, you have to make. I was watching her son ramming her pussy hard and making her cum. She was uncontrollable in her expression shouting, “Fuck me hard..Ram my pussy hard.. I am your whore.. Son, fuck me hard..”Seeing this made me hard again. After a few minutes of intense incest fucking, my friend sprayed his cum on his sexy mom’s face and then he collapsed to his side.Then I started to finger fuck my friend’s mom, rubbing her clits and making her horny again. After a while, her son also joined by squeezing her. I found myself grinding my teeth before going to work every morning. I drank myself into a solitary stupor every night. I'd worked myself into an unendurable present and a grim death spiral. I could see no real way out but a complete break in occupation, lifestyle and habits. What was a more divergent lifestyle from a chair-born computer management job than that of a mechanic? I'd once been a bench tech and found that I had the knack. I took night school classes in welding, diesel engine.