" I had to give my pussy a decent wipe to get dry. So itwas: High voice, no penis, no co-ordination, boobs, and I had to sit topee.I went down for lun...h. While Mum was making something, I got the jar ofpickles. Wow, that jar was tight. I couldn't open it. I gave to Mum whomanaged to open it.Then I noticed that the kitchen table was out of place. I started to moveit. Why was it so much heavier?Then I realised: as a girl, I was much weaker. Great: High voice, nopenis, no co-ordination, boobs, sit. Dad had died when I was a boy and mom was a waitress but our Social Security Survivors Benefits gave us a good life.My older sister Liz is 16 now and a little over two years older than me. Liz is a dancer and dances with the Caribbean Community Dance Theater. Seeing Liz shake around with her friends in small costumes always gives me a boner and lots to think about. Liz was beyond my dreams and she is a walking wet dream girl, average height, slim like a dancer with B+ breasts and long dark hair. " Mac answered."And if you were leading the assault, what would your decision be?" I'm not sure your Grace, there are a number of factors that could sway the decision. How well motivated my troops were and therefore how willing they would be to take the overland route - they would be very exposed. How badly I wanted to take Russia. What my ultimate goals were. All of these would be factors." Said Mac."Okay," said Scott, "the Chinese Prime Minister confirmed that their main goals were twofold.. “What have you two been up to this afternoon?”Jake felt himself blush when Petra leaned against him and answered, “Just watching TV and hanging out, mom.” Jake smiled nervously and nodded. “How was your day?” he asked, hoping to change the subject.Sarah groaned. “Don’t even get me started. We have this huge order to do, and the truck didn’t come in until almost noon…”After years of marriage, Jake had learned that “How was your day?” was husband-code for “Please tell me everything that happened.