Her only failing was a lack of empathy and other, 'lesser' personal skills, which made her almost impossible to deal with, if she didn't see you as wo...thwhile.She kept her shining auburn hair done up in a tight, severe bun, away from her professionally-treated skin, and leaving her brilliant, flashing, emerald eyes clear. Her features were mostly Slavic, with high cheekbones and full lips, making her coldly beautiful - an ice queen. As busy as her work kept her, she still hit the gym regularly,. I was now no longer upset by the ongoing feminisation process so was notsurprised when in the guest bedroom I found a long satin nightgown on thepillow. The fabric faded between cream and a pale orange and the garmentwas certainly not cheap. I stripped, taking care to hang skirt and blousein the wardrobe. I found what I assumed to be a dirty clothes basket intowhich I dropped my briefs. In the wardrobe was a satin dressing gown inapricot to match the nightdress so that I could safely pop out to. Both girls were majoring in writing at the college we all attended. They seemed to think that they were the only ones in their entire writing class who knew how to write. They talked for an hour in their condescending holier than thou voices, and basically ripped on every student in the class.I was already pissed off, but this threw me over the line. I had read all of Hillary's "private" writings... so basically I had read the bitch's diary. It made me ill, all of the poetic lovey-dovey crap. We both looked at the screen in front of us and saw Holly sound asleep.A combination of the herbal drugs, the wine and the numerous orgasms had wiped the teenager out totally.Sarah said “mmmmmm that was amazing Honey, you fucked me like a machine, but look at your daughter now, she’s as naked as the day she was born. Feast your eyes on her body. Look at her young tits, her virgin pussy. I so want you to enjoy her”I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. I was actually looking at my daughter, in.