And her pussy was beautiful. Her clean shaven mound surrounded a perfectly shaped set of pussy lips with a pink button of flesh covering her rather la...ge clitoris sitting above a soft pink inner labia that hung down below her outer lips. She had straight light brown hair that hung down to the middle of her back and the most perfect little milky white tits that I have ever seen. Just the way I like them. Small and firm A cups with just the right amount of slope. Her nipples were light brown and. Neither of us is jealous of the other, really. But Andrew might derive some benefit from the mild sibling rivalry that is bound to arise out of our sharing the same man.We love each other, Dee Dee and I. But who can tell what goes on inside the head of a man, if anything? After all, if he can really tell us apart, won't he also have an opinion of which one he likes better? Dee Dee has a head start, but I want it to be me. I am such a bitch!As Andrew drove us to his apartment, we made small. Please, Sir. Anything you wish - anything at all.”“Well now, that is a most interesting proposition…. Let me think for a second.”So saying, I take my hand off of your beautiful taut ass and walk around in circles, muttering and musing aloud. I know your limits, both soft and hard - and I know as well that I have your trust in such matters. After a few moments I return to stand beside you, placing one hand on your thigh. “Anything, you say?” I enquire, knowing that I tease you, but deliberately. It was something hidden and secret, buried so deep in her subconsciousthat she was only vaguely aware of its existence. Like any girl in herlate teens - transgendered or genetic - Vanessa harbored covert dreamsand midnight fantasies. Even before The Change had come upon her, beforeTISM had rewired her DNA and altered her destiny, 'Nessa had longed fora powerful, caring father, a good man with a kind heart and a firm hand.It was an unspoken desire shared by many women, and Vanessa Ascot.