She looks fascinated, however. "Mustafa fuck your ass, yes," – I say, grabbing her tits and squeezing them roughly, - "You like Mustafa fuck your as...."Christine closes her eyes and I feel her hips move slightly to meet mine. She is starting to enjoy this."Oh my God, I am such a dirty slut," – she mutters as she begins playing with her pussy and rubbing her clit, and then opens her eyes wide and looks into mine, with lusty abandon in her blue stare."Oh, fuck my ass, Mustafa, fuck this dirty slut. She needed their companionship, the companionship Percy no longer provided her.She watched as Percy started resembling her father. She did not like the transformation. She had to find something to occupy her mind. Percy would no longer provide that relief for her.One day she called Dr Fritz and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help Judith?"The two of them finally agreed on a treatment. Angela grabbed all the family photo albums and flew to Switzerland. This time the photos were of the kids. Mostly they were making or repairing other parts of her old lathe but several times they just walked in the park, even Mary coming with them on one occasion.Two days were spent at the Model Engineering exhibition. Tom couldn't enter the competition. The entry forms should have been sent in a month ago but the organisers gave him a stand where he could put the engine on show. Each day they took Vivienne along. At first she was most self-conscious at sitting behind the stand facing the public and. Since it was Tom's car, Jerry had to wear the disguise.Although Jerry was rather plain, as a man, he made a rather attractive-looking girl, with the tousled blonde wig and plenty of makeup and a pair of falsies he had stolen from his younger sister. He looked so attractive that Tom often found himself wishing that Jerry really was a girl.At first, Jerry had been mortified at being dressed in women's garb, but he had gotten used to the idea after awhile, and he had discovered that there were.