Patel did have a bit of a Buddha belly, but that was not out of the ordinary for a middle aged man. “I can’t tell that you need it.” John said ...lainly, and then noticed that she blushed even in soft light. “No?” She inquired, “Look.” She lifted her shirt exposing her stomach from her waist to the bottom of her sports bra. Her delicate olive shaped navel and just the tiniest bit of puppy fat. She looked soft and womanly for being just fourteen. There was nothing John would object to; in fact. Still flashes and noises surrounded me then it started to go quiet, Mandy spoke first,, slowly and with a tone i hadn't heard before. Wellll she seemed to get into that quick enough eh Joan You picked a winner there, Lets get back to the celebrations, the new Filly can rest up a bit, she isn't going any where in a hurry like that hahah no cloths, a tail stuck up her arse and covered in cum, we can come and get her later , with that ever one started leaving just a few more photos, then i looked. The wall where the edge showed seemed as if a hidden door had popped open. I tried to tug it open further but had no luck, as it was caught by what seemed to be a latch near the top. Determined to explain this mysterious state of events, I took my father’s penknife from my purse and, opening the blade, probed the area where the latch seemed. After a moment I encountered a stiffness that when pushed against made a small ‘Click!’. The hidden door opened silently.This was most curious! Noting the. I was just a normal, average youngster. Playing sports and looking at girls. I can’t remember what my friend’s and I were doing that day, probably all just sitting around and talking. Then someone brought up the name “Maggie.” I didn’t know it yet, but “Maggie” would change my life forever. There had long been rumors about a lady that lived near us that used to be a man. Of course I didn’t, couldn’t believe it. It seemed so impossible back then, at that age. Yet, for some reason, I began to.