But I'm kind of scared," Iadmitted to her."What's to be afraid of?" I only knew one other person that loved and cared for me. And sheabandoned me. Eve...yone else my whole life has either wanted to abuse meor kill me or worse," I said snuffing back the snot running from mynose, and wiping at the tears."What could be worse than being killed because of who you are?" Being beaten and raped by your father every day," I said. "But I gotaway I ran before he had a chance to do what he promised he was. .. Madame Vesta was looking at her with beady dark eyes ... searching for some sign of incorrect reaction. Waiting for a protest. A plea. Belle bit her lips furiously. Tears came to the back of her eyes. Still on her knees, she kept her head up in silence. Oh what an effort! “I think you will make an excellent Pony Girl,” Madame Vesta said. “In time, that is. You have the right kind of body for it. Limbs long and powerful, but well shaped. Excellent hindquarters. Yes ... you will be much. " "You sure?" "I'm sure." And to let her know that I was I leaned over, took her chin in my hand and pulled her closer to me and kissed her once again. This time I was doing the leading and before we both realized what was happening I'd wrapped my arms around her and was passionately kissing her mouth, pushing my tongue into hers and probing her inner cheeks and tongue. My hands were also busy, as I pulled them from around her waist and concentrated on her breasts. Her nipples were already. "Although I knew what wasgoing to happen this week, I never could have imagined just how quicklyyou have settled into your new role. Now, as soon as your mother isready, I will be proud to escort my two lovely ladies out to supper."It wasn?t long before Mrs Harris came downstairs and soon the three ofthem we in the car driving to their favourite pizza restaurant. Robertwas well known at Pizza Express and the waiting staff all gave himamused grins as he walked in wearing "her" skirt and heels..