"Betty thought for a moment and then said, "I don't mind that Sir, for aslong as Mrs. Burns is aware of that. And I would like to add that I amgratefu... for something else Sir. When you were questioning me you mademe think again about what happened in my changeover, and I now believeit was not simply a weakness of character that caused my submission tothis life of a maid, but a subconscious decision to exchange my freedomin return for my acceptance into a feminine role. This new. She was washing dishes while her daughter was sitting at the table in the adjoining room listening to music on headphones and doing homework. I went into the small kitchen where my gf went back to her dishes to talk. I was thirsty and decided to get something to drink, so I went to the fridge to see what she had. To get to refrigerator I had squeeze by my gf in what was a very narrow space between the sink and stove.I turned sideways to get by her and her ample rear end,brushing my crotch. Exploring her body soon led me to the discovery that her pussy was sopping wet – and that produced the discovery that her juices tasted so sweet on my fingers. That wonderful taste helped me to decide to kiss and lick her clit and pussy as a first step in pleasing her. Soon I was in position, with two of my fingers inside of her pussy and my tongue alternately swirling her clit then pressing against it rhythmically. I noticed a couple of things about her pussy – first, that it was muscular and. " But you didn't," he said soothingly as he crouched down to look at her face, "I'm just glad you did what I told you. You kept the gun..."Her arms shot out, shoving him away and knocking him off balance. She was on her feet and across the room, glaring at his sprawling form on the kitchen floor."I'm turning into a killer. I'm becoming like you," she accused. "How many people have you murdered, Niko?" None," he snapped, "whenever I killed someone it was out of self-defense." How many?" Camille.