After a few more seconds, Alviessa turned from the mirror and finishedlooking through her new rooms, feeling very satisfied. They were farbetter than ...he tiny room she had lived in with her father, and perhapsmore so than the whole house.That line of thought brought a slight moment of sadness as she thoughtabout the fact that she would never see her father again, though it onlylasted a moment. Instead, she knew that she had something much greater.She had the Goddess... whose presence she could. There were several hickeys on her neck; white stains on her skirt and some traces of a glistening substance running down her long legs...There was absolutely no doubt that my lovely wife had just been fucked. Her head was hanging down and in a very weak sounding voice she said: "Sorry, love. I didn't mean to do it. I saw you go to the bathroom and I got up to follow you, but he got up too and took my hand and led me away. I knew what was going to happen and I let it. I guess that since I was. In additionto my work situation I recently pierced my ears and wore a skirt infront of my dad. Dad said that wearing a skirt is impractical. But notwhen the temperatures reach over ninety degrees Fahrenheit and thehumidity is over ninety percent. He also said I don?t have any fashionsense, but other women have said I look pretty. At least now he knowsthe basics.He asked me some tough questions such as ?Why now?? All I could answeris that I am tired of the fear and tired of fighting with myself.. It was becoming really odd. I mean he had the same body build, and the same personality too."Fuck, I wish I had a sister to fuck. I would fuck the shit out of her every single day," Tommy told me."No kidding, you never told us that," Jack mentioned."Well, you have mom, you get fuck her all the time. I get to join in sometimes, but it's mainly just you two," Tommy told them.I didn't wanna stick my nose where it didn't belong, but sense Mandy told me she loved me many times, I made a.