....... But I do agree it was a bit mannish." Exactly," I exclaimed, "mannish, but it's not now, its fit for us threegirls." After 6 months I was fina...ly comfortable in calling myself a girl!I just couldn't wait to see their faces when they saw what had been doneover the Christmas break.The flat was huge, my dad bought it as an investment property along withothers in different cities around the UK, so when my family was killed andthere was only me left, I inherited everything, I sold most of. So I let a punk suck my dick. Shit felt good. Then I fucked one. Now I’m hooked!”“Oh wow,” Kijani listened intently.“I ain’t no crude nigga neither. I’ma treat you good if you behave.”“Yes, sir!”“It ain’t hard. Just obey me. Don’t flirt wit’' nobody. When you get money on yo books, share it wit’ me. Call me, Daddy Tod. Always.”“Yes, sir!”“You don’t hear too good do you,” Tod’s face scowled.“I’m sorry, Daddy T.”“That’s better! I like yo’ hair. Is it texturized?”“Yes, Daddy T it is.”“Aight. Keep. You’re right about me not being able to cook here for a while. I planned to order a pizza or something when I got hungry but I’d love to grab a burger and meet some of the neighbors. By the way, congratulations on your graduation, but honestly, I think you look way to young to graduate from high school already.” She straightened up, threw her shoulders back causing her tits to jut out and said, “I’ll be 18 next month. I’m practically old enough to vote!” I was thinking to myself that God. I noticed my hands were shaking as I picked up a black set which matched the one in the window. It felt stuffy inside the shop and I could smell incense. I pressed my thighs together and my pussy felt wet. I was confused. I was convinced it must have been the sexy underwear which was making me feel odd.I asked the girl if I could try on the set and she took me into a plush, velvet lined changing room with an antique gold mirror. A burgundy chaise longue was pushed against the wall."I will have.