He always wanted a blowjob right from goa and I’d never done it. He asked me to do it once and he’d delete it.I was looking at him shocked thinkin... he must be joking. I said no and told him to delete that right now. He asked what I would do otherwise. I didn’t know what to say, I said I’d complain to police. They were both laughing. I couldn’t understand whether they were blackmailing me or just making fun. I hoped it was just a joke he said either give me a blowjob and I will delete it, or. ."Shit! Sorry.", I exclaimed and flicked the lights off again just as my brain caught up. I was in my room. My apartment. And someone was in my bed uninvited. WTF? So I turned them back on again to see just who it was.My unconscious brain must have been hard at work because as the lights came on and blinded me again, I knew who it was.The last time I'd seen her was "That Night" and the last time we'd talked was not a pleasant memory. She had told me to "Never speak to me again." And I hadn't.. I didn't dare tell the driverwhich stop I wanted off at, instead I watched carefully until Icould see my stop ahead and rang the bell for the driver to stop.Finally, I got to the office where I saw the two hampers waiting.This was not going to be easy getting on the bus, especiallywearing a mini skirt. I went to the washroom to look at my options.Staring me in the face was this new woman. I convinced myself thatI did indeed look like a woman and if I could just act like onethat maybe I could. I got stuck in your wall, don't ask me how, and this little bratstarted to put lipstick on me." Don't call my sister a little brat, Will!" Rachael yelled, as flames beganto burn inside her pupils. "She was just trying to help, isn't that rightsweetie?" Yeah. I was just trying to help him be pretty," Christina said, with awicked gleam in her eye."And you were doing such a good job. Here, let me help too." Wait! No! No! C'mon!" Will yelled, but his objections could do little tostop the girls.