September 22nd the autumnal equinox, light and dark in equal measure, a passage from one phase to another. On this day two years ago Steve had pierced...my hymen and thrust into me to begin my transition to womanhood. What had been previously empty for eighteen years had been filled that day by Steve’s hardness, his male horn had impaled my eighteen-year-old pussy and shown me the pleasures of being a woman. That day I had begun to learn that a man’s tongue could do so much more than speak and. 'I'm in big trouble.' she thought.Mort laughed. "You're not in trouble." He walked in front of Carol. "I can read thoughts. Please, sit down Carol." Carol felt herself moving towards the chair and sitting down. When she was seated, Mort waived the wand again and she was back to normal. "As I said," he continued "I'm the Love Fairy. Normally, I work in Anxiety closets but I'm helping out for a week or so against my will."Carol looked very confused. "Wait a minute. This is all too much for me.. Place your head down between your arms. Relax and trust me.”Leaning forward, her forearms on the bed, Alysia placed her face between her hands, all the while keeping her eyes tightly closed.“Spread your legs apart.”Alysia followed the request and waited. The only movement was a chill that ran through her body. Part of her was screaming: “Open your eyes!” Another part was pleading: “Be still. Don’t ruin this.”Her knees already ached. Her skin tingled. She waited. Alysia started to wonder why she. So Grace knew about apexes and racing lines and revs and irrelevant stuff like that. Though she also knew which way the wheel went obviously and that the right pedal was the accelerator and the next one the brake.The lift slowed and stopped. The doors slid open, exposing them to the dim parking garage with cars and concrete columns for people to hide behind.Grace took Claude’s and Mo’s hands and followed Mia and Paul out of the lift. As she walked her ‘nine millimeter automatic’ poked her in.