At eleven, a man walked in carrying a Fed-Ex envelope and asked if I was Henry Morgan. I produced my ID, he asked me to sign his computer, and I recei...ed my package. He left, and I sat on the bed and opened the envelope. It was the paperwork requesting that I sign at the bottom and send back to the bank, and there was a credit card issued by the bank and my new debit card. I called Hector, and he said he was waiting downstairs. So I went by the nurse's station, and said good-bye to Nurse Kirby. Sally-Anne’s eyes bugged out and her hands clawed for purchase on the sweaty wrinkled bedsheet, as unbelievable sensations radiated out from her abused and tender pussy. The girl’s mouth hung open, but the only sound that came from it was a frantic panting for breath.As Ms. Milne had anticipated, being shafted in this posture of utter submission was the completion and confirmation of the teenager’s lesbian conversion. Sally-Anne was just blown away – after a few moments, her head and. ”, she said with some regret in her voice. “Now behave yourself and go and talk to your brother while I finish up here.”I did as I was told, and a few minutes later I heard the unmistakable sound of her high heels hitting the hardwood floor, as she slowly walked down the hallway.We both looked over as she walked into the living room and my brother’s chin almost hit the floor as his eyes took her in.“Do I look OK?” She said, with a smile that said she knew exactly what we thought.We both nodded. It's these damned college boys, Mrs. Johnson. They've been driving me crazy, hitting on me. We got to thinking that if they thought I was married, they'd leave me alone." But, child, I'd think you'd like to be dating at least some of them." I want to be a biologist. I'm facing at least six or seven more years of school before I can even think about getting started in research. I just don't have time for dating."Hey, it sounded like a good excuse to us.Karen and I were juniors and Becky was a.