I KNOWCopyright (c) 2001 by Kim EMAll rights reservedWho am I? What am I?I moved into a new demographic group this week, something I seem to be doing ...ith dismaying regularity of late. Well, okay, some of the changes aren't all that unwelcome. For instance, this is the first birthday I'm celebrating as myself. "He" seems to have stopped having them-- matter of fact, crises of confidence aside, "He" doesn't seem to show up anymore. It's my first birthday legally female, something I'd ached for,. Her juices ran free bathing his face and lubricating her crack. He continued licking her in one long stroke after another from the peak of her clit to the valley of her anus. He fluidly repaired to the rosebud at the centre of her ass. His tongue fluttered and danced over her puckered portal sending her into a spiral of wild love cries and shivers which got even more intense as he fingered her tight asshole, in preparation for his engorged cock. Her tight muscles closed around his finger as it. Snapping up her passport once more he quickly flipped through the pages stopping on the page that bore the access stamp of his country."You entered my country three day's ago Fraulein," the guard said in a firm voice, closing the passport once more and staring intently at the young woman, "and you tell me that you have no luggage!" Yes!" the woman replied looking innocently, yet firmly into the guard's face.The guard stared back blankly at the woman, his thought's buried behind is stern visage.. The rest of the time you will be corsetedunless doing an activity that precludes it. Also we will unfasten youwhen you go home for the weekend. Now does the pretty slut have anyquestions?" N.. no Miss," I reply bridling at being called a slut, but fearing it isaccurate. "May I continue getting ready now?" Of course pretty slut.. don't mind me," she says watching me, idlyleaning in the door way. "You go right ahead."Oh great, she's watching me as I bend over, at the hips, to get mypanties. She.