"Well it's amazing," I stammered."Thank you," my Mum said genuinely and my Dad promptly picked up his glass of wine and gently poured the remaining co...tents over my Mums beautifully hairy bush."Why not let's kill two birds with one stone, he said. You can have your first taste of wine at the same time as your first taste of pussy. Call it your last birthday present from me," he finished.My Mum looked up at me at the same time as letting her fingers drop to her belly. She teased the hair around. My back feels two other mammalian protuberances flattening at my shoulder blades.I open my eyes. It is deep dark in my black bedroom with satin sheets. No moon.My thumb and forefinger tips slowly start to roll those two young yummy nipples.She is very sensitive there. She immediately begins to moan, her breath deepens.They seem to shine only black light. Infra-red to be more precise. I feel warmth.She must be my Princess of Darkness I suddenly realise. Behind me is her teacher.The best sandwich. She told me to try them on, which I did. Six hours ago I would have felt stupid and embarrassed to even think about wearing heels, but now I didn’t give it a second thought. They felt a little tight, but Hannah got me to walk across the room a few times, and they seemed to stretch a little. The heels were tricky at first, and I was wary of going over on them. The next bag contained two full-length dresses, the first one was a blue satin dress with a belt, and the second one was a patterned. One of the gurls, a self-proclaimed witch, shared a photo-link called “Cupid”. With a little squeal, Lori hit the link at the stroke of midnight. It was an image of a fresco, from the House of the Deer in Herculaneum and as the file opened, one of the cupids looked right at her, leered and then began to move towards her. His head of blonde, curly locks popped through the screen. The Cupid’s glistening, broad shoulders and wings fit through the screen then he slid his muscular hips and loins.