I heard a couple of the seams pop. She looked at me wide-eyed again, that fear showing again, hesitantly trying to cover her tiny little tits with he... arms. There was gooseflesh rising all over her shoulders and upper arms. "Oh, honey." I breathed softly. "I would never ever hurt you, baby. Let me see them. You look at them with me." More shell-shocked obedience, as her hands fell away to caress up and down my hips, like we were going to slow dance. She stood there looking down at her. Those are the stories I remember. I’m sorry but I may have forgotten others.’ She had shared all that she remembered. ‘That’s better. Now tell me, how did she describe how she felt about her role?’ ‘She always said she was never more happy than she was once she finally learned how to be a proper slave. She described it as liberating which seemed a little odd to me. What she described was a feeling of freedom that came from knowing all she had to do was make your father happy and everything else. " Umm, no, these people are kind of my new family. I'm in Greg's body,and he's in his mother's." Hi," Greg muttered shyly."And my new little sister who is apparently some professor who lived nextdoor to them." Robert Neeson. A pleasure," the teenager held out her hand for anawkward handshake with Silvia."Ahh, I see. So no sign of Hannah or Tom then. That's who we werelooking for, except for our little detour for 'Lucy' or whoever the hellshe is," replied Silvia."So whose in Hannah's body. Soon we were good friends and one day he invited me to his house after school. The house had a pool so we could go swimming—of course I accepted.When we got to his house I realized I didn't have a suit with me. Tim laughed and said I could wear one of his since we were very close in size. We changed in his room and hit the pool acting like k**s and doing a lot of splashing. The day wasn't all that warm and the pool water was on the cool side too and all too soon we were starting to shiver. I.