It was as though there was nothing wrong if she kept her clothes on, that removing them would somehow be more of a betrayal than what we were doing.Wh...tever. I returned my attention to her pussy. She was practically dripping by now. I moistened a finger in her juices and went back to rubbing her clit. She rocked her hips back and forth, clinching her muscles each time her hips moved forward. I moved my hand with her, struggling to keep contact with her. She paused once when she raised her butt,. She blinked her dry eyes and darted a glance at the chronometer and was shocked to realise she’d been gazing at him for over twenty minutes.She didn’t have the heart to close the photograph and be parted from his handsome face, so Thalia chose to move it aside to view the accompanying message again. The fanciful tale of matriarchs conspiring together to achieve immortality had seemed like a bizarre joke at first, at least until she reached the end and activated Sarinia Baelora’s personal. After all, I was able to fool even you, MissUmbridge, for a couple of days. Anyhow, I'm the only one who's everwanted me to be a girl. No, I didn't say that right. It's not that Iwant to become a girl; it's that I was one from the moment I was born. But I didn't have the balls to take my girls' clothes out of the closetuntil now. Yes, Ms. Umbridge, I am a transsexist, a girl born in aboy's body. So it's not fair to blame my mother for God's fuck-up."Blair," Maggie said sharply, "don't you. And you are the best daughter any father could ever hope to have.”I looked back up at her and saw that she also had tears in her eyes. We realized that we were both about to have a full blown melt-down and…we started laughing. Soon we were laughing so hard we couldn’t breathe. After we got ourselves under control, Sam came around, sat in my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck like she used to when she was a little girl. It felt so good to have her close to me. The only problem was, she wasn’t.