My fingers slid deep into her depths as I leaned forward, catching her nubs between my own lips. She gasped at the suction as my tongue traced pattern... across her tender nips. I continued to lash at her nipples while my fingers pistoned in and out of her. “Daddy, oh, please…” Her pleas seemed broken as she wiggled beneath me, unable to handle the increasing pleasure. I pulled away after a few moments and took a hold of the toy. As much manlihood as it takes me to admit, it was much thicker. . Charles heard one of the patrol officers mention that the perp must've gained entry through the back of the house somehow.The only way they were going to have any hope of getting to the bastard would be through the backyard. But how would they get into the backyard without alerting him to their presence? There must be a way...Charles told the others his idea and they all started coming up with plans and options to make it work."Diana Maitland Richards, you will now state 'guilty' as I read. "Yes you do. You always have known how to live as a woman. What you didn't know was how to live as a man. That is no longer a problem. Soon you will have totally forgotten what it was to be man. You weren't all that much of a man anyway, were you?"I cast my eyes downward at the sand and softly muttered, "No, I wasn't." Don't you feel better as a woman?"I continued staring at the sand as I answered, "Yes." Then I looked up at the genie. His form was becoming much more solid. His hair was. "Maybe you should try living instead?" I can't live. I can't be the girl I think I am. I can't survive as theboy everyone thinks I am. I ... what's the use." I stood up, and tookhold of the railing that was the only thing separating me from a fallinto the river below."There's plenty of use, hon," the policewomen said."What use?" I cried."How old are you?" Nine ... Nineteen." The use is what might happen when you're twenty. Or forty, or sixty, orhowever long your lifespan turns out to be. There.