I swear, I will beat you within an inch of your life, and then take you out in the street and use my belt to whip your white ass in front of all your ...eighbors. You want that? A whippin’ by a black man—given to a Confederate officer—for the whole community to see? The newspapers will probably print it up too. Hell boy, you’ll be famous.”Silent, tense moments passed slowly in the room.“One...two...” Sambo began counting, his impatience and anger mounting audibly.Then it happened. Captain. The staccato sound that the old shovel head engine made: “thrump, thrump,” was music to her ears. She instinctively threw her leg over the back of the bike and grabbed onto Master’s waist. He dropped the clutch into gear, and together they sped off. Riding seemed second nature to her, another mind flash experience . . . Apparently, it was something that she had done often. She anticipated every curve, corner, and lane change. She was totally at ease and loving every second of it. The warm. Promise it will be our secret!”“But….”I moved my head towards her neck and pulled her close to me, I could smell my sweaty shirt which she was wearing. My eyes were closed I had my first kissed.I kissed someone who was my sister. And I made a sin.But who cared at that moment it was feeling so perfectly nice. She moved her hand closer to my cheeks and I could feel her nails digging into my face. With her fingers. There was something about my lips that she liked the most that night. There was. Look at yourself in the mirrorsissy. We'll have to get your ears pierced and some beauty shop workdone to finish you up. You have an appointment for that tomorrow."I looked in the mirror and was astounded at how she'd changed me. Theimage in the mirror looked like a woman. A very attractive lookingwoman. I couldn't believe it was me I was looking at...You're almost a woman. You just need to be fucked and suck a cock andyou'll be a real woman." Oh honey. I can't do that." Oh, I think you will,.