Even an abortion leaves a deep scar on your soul you have to live with. Plus she could no longer say she had never been with a man to any other person...without lying. It was a perceived innocence she sort of hung her hat on.After some tossing and turning, I fell asleep and dreamt of her, how beautiful and innocent she was in my eyes. When I woke I had a tremendous urge to jerk away the thoughts I had for her, but I resisted selfishly, because if we had any relations later, I wanted to be my. I touched myface. So did she. It was a reflection. That was me. Panicking, I tookoff, no sure what I wanted to do... except get out of here. I grabbedsome fur blankets and headed down this long dark corridor, and stillhaven't found a way out. I hear voices nearby... turning I come to ajunction of corridors. In it I see a group of women... all looking likeme..."Damn it! There's only one thing to ask! Miss... were you a man a shortwhile ago?" YOU MEAN YOU???!!" All of us. We all had accidents,. Sierra decided to avoid the meeting, to quietly U-turn and drive away. She’d intended her master plan to become operational when he’d predictably enter her office to greet her later this morning. She’d have her dress front unbuttoned and perhaps hook a leg in light-gauge fishnet over her desk. She winced, thinking that in all the time she’d spent on the aircraft planning for re-engagement, this first-meeting aspect was full of holes – totally inadequate. Hmmm if she over-did the flashing. The however girls didn’t hold it as rigidly as John was now. This caused stimulation of the rope to be more intense than usual. Of course it didn’t help that she had had a crush on him for years and had often doing naughty things with him. The stimulation increased as she climbed the rope, which caused one of her more intense fantasies to enter her thoughts as she climbed. The excitement in her loins caused her pussy to not only moisten but also leave unseen wetness on the rope. She reached the.