By the time she entered the fourth grade, she could not bear hersadness any longer nor could she bear seeing how sad her Mom looked whenthey were toge...her. She went to her Mom and asked if she could wear herpretty dresses and be a girl again. After a long heart to heart talk,with Mom explaining why she had initially dressed Lillian as a girl andLillian, in turn, stating that she liked being Mom's little girl once andwanted to be so again, it was decided that Lillian would be dressedfulltime. She was beginning to blame her age for not being fertile, even though there are plenty of women who have children in their thirties nowadays.I certainly wasn't feeling old in this female body. I can honestly say that I have never felt better. It was perhaps an insult to my male identity, but my female persona was more attractive, more confident and seemed more able to enjoy life to the full. Joy was certainly fascinated with the way I was now and even in the space of a few hours I felt a bond. "Are you getting it good, Mona?" he gasped, biting his lip. His gray-flecked hair was mussed and there was a patina of sweat on his forehead. Mona pounded the surface of the billiard table weakly and seemed to be choking. But Vicky knew that she wasn't really choking at all."Carl... Ohhh I'm going to come! I am... I am my darling! Now-ow-ow-ow! Unhhhhhh!"Carl seemed to come unglued. Vicky's mouth fell open as she watched him almost climb up Mona's back, his muscled ass plunging wildly now,. Just let it slide down your throat.”I felt like I looked like shit. I had been gagging already. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking, because I had already felt like I was choking, but I said, “Don’t go too hard, OK?” He said, “That’s my girl,” got back up and slid it back into my mouth. He was working my clit like crazy, shoving deeper and deeper, still with my arms trapped leaving me helpless to control anything. He was slamming my throat over and over. I was gagging, slobbering,.