”“Totally understandable,” Helen muttered. “But what can I help you with? Did you just want to tell someone?”“It helps to tell someone,”...Elizabeth admitted. “You are a little older and certainly wiser in the area of sex. I don’t know anyone that enjoys sex more than you.”“You know the old joke. Sex is the most fun you can have without laughing,” Helen said with a grin.“I guess my question is… do I want to continue down this dark path? I was hoping you, and I could discuss it and find a. "I think it was at theorphanage." The orphanage? Lee, you couldn't have gotten a lot of fancy presents in awretched place like that." Of course not! -- All I ever got was a few old toys and some strangers'hand-me-downs." Then maybe it was something other than the gifts. What other people werethere?" Just my pals, and the nuns -- and Father O'Brian." Scarp suddenly smiled,remembering. "Hey, he was a good old bird! If there was ever a priest likeBing Crosby played, it was him. There was this time. I then laid her out on the extended dining table, her stockinged legs open and dangling over the edge of the sides of the table. I collared her there compliant and submissive, now mine I told her to get under the table on her hands and knees, I undressed and sat at the table to eat my desert and instructed her to suck my cock on the command and to stop on command. “Suck “ I told her and she took my cock slowly into her mouth holding my cock as it hardened in her mouth. “Hands off now, fuck my. Did doingthis make him a woman? It certainly felt very feminine. He saw it was avery obvious shiny deep red gloss as he looked at himself in the rearview mirror (as well a woman might when applying lipstick or lip gloss). Why was he looking at himself in the mirror? It was not like he was awoman was it?There was however no mistaking that he was wearing lip gloss or lipstick."Don't worry," she giggled. "It will come off in 24 hours!"As a seasoned reader of this type of story you know better. .