To my surprise it was my c***** who I had not seen since before I moved away for work. I asked what do I owe the surprise and she asked if she could ...ome in and I turned and she followed me in. Once we sat in the livingroom I offered her a drink and she accepted one my beers and I again asked what do I owe the surprise. She took a good long gulp of the beer and then sighed and started telling me about her now ex-BF and how they were supposed to go on a weekend trip to get away from. ..”“Raped you.” When she looked at me, I said, “Let’s call it what it is. You might have left The Vic with the arsehole willingly but the first time you said no, when he held you back when you tried to leave and forced you to your knees, then it became rape.”Her eyes grew wide with shock. “God, I never thought of it like that.”“I bet your dad did. I bet as you told him what happened, he sat there thinking of what he’d like to do with the bastards who raped his little girl.”She went quiet for a. I knew this was all about me trusting him to let go of my inhibitions, and exposing myself to him wasn’t an easy choice to make. And how could he expect me not to be wet? He was hot, he was attractive, he was sexy, and I was so into the way the way his mind works. He pulled a rope out of his nightstand and trussed me like a Thanksgiving turkey … He prodded a finger deep inside of me swirled it around, massaging and tickling my inner walls and getting them rather wet. Then pulled his fingers out. My dream was on the unusual side again for me. I was a sissyBush Pilot. Flying around in a hot pink Peter Cub, looking for femininetreasure. My ultimate goal, as I flew from desert to jungle and backagain, was to find the Master Sissy Key. With that powerful talisman inmy hands, I could once and for all. Rid the world of pants. Making it aworld of beautiful females and shemales. I had already acquired the Ringof Piper. With it, I had summoned girls and boys from all over to mycompound. There.