I looked inside and could see the white shower curtain moving as the running water hit it. I pushed the door some more, trying to slowly open it witho...t any telltale noise. Just as I had it open enough to creep in, the door gave me up with a distinct "creeeek"."Cassy, is that you?" Tori's voice called out. I waited, holding breath afraid to move. "Cassy?" she called again. Almost in a full blown panic, I put my mouth in the crook of my elbow and answered in a muffled falsetto, "yeah." "Oh. It was so confusing. He felt a desire build within. The stress of the transformation and theimage of the woman he had become all called out for relief. He wanted tofeel anything other than these complex emotions. He slumped to the groundand extended his legs in front staring at their shape. Stroking eachthigh John stared at the girl in the mirror. His feet popped out of theheels and slowly he slid his toes up and down his silky calves. Hishands roamed on their own up to his breasts. The flesh. I could feel her breathing and it sent chills down my spine. I could feel her mouth about to touch me. She parted my lips and began taking long single strokes with her tongue. I loved the feeling of her tongue on my clit, she took both of her hands and rubbed my thick ass chicks. With her hands separating my pussy lips, she buried her face right inside of me!! It was so hard for me to concentrate on anything else, but I managed to regain focus and I dove back into her pussy that was just. If he could make me cum without thinking about my dad then I would know things werent as bad as they seemed. If I could have a healthy sexual appetite away from home there would be hope for me later on in life. I needed to know if I could cum on a cock other than my fathers, and Ricky was the perfect guy for the job. The movie was a drag, some chick flick about a girl with amnesia and her husband who tries to help her through it. I knew the only reason Ricky had brought me to it was to soften.