I heard a part of their conversation, ‘Do you think Jillian was born a male like others are saying,’ one of them asked when the other said, ‘Lik... duh, of course silly but does like it really matter.’ * Why do echoes repeat themselves? * It’s Friday night and Jillian has invited me to have dinner with her. Maybe I was late as I entered the gym hearing the thump of the circuit-breaker when the gym was thrown into a sudden darkness as only the dwindling light from outside filtered in. The darkness. There were small drips that looked like cum in her hair. Jackie returned my kiss with an open mouth. I could taste that same taste in her mouth that was in her cunt the other night.Jackie sat up slightly, propping herself up with her elbows. Her tits looked full and lovely in that position. She spread her legs and this time I could see the obvious wetness. Cum slowly leaked out of her cunt, adding more liquid to the wet spot on the bed under her ass. Her neatly trimmed bush was soaking. I used to go down the pub with my dad and enjoy the banter of his friends, I was thirteen, did not drink, but the focus of the men as they got drunk.At these times, I was groped, they used the drink as an excuse, but I never complained as their hands touched me intimately, especially in the back seat, where I choose to sit on their laps, as we all crushed into the car.Daddy was always drunk as were they, so I would choose the guy who showed the most interest in me, and climb in and choose his. He leaned back in his seat as he tucked the pearl away. He closed his eyes and wiped his face with one hand. When his hand dropped, it fell on the dress and petticoat that lay in the seat next to him.He drew in a deep breath and let it go as a heartfelt sigh.Janna had forgotten what modesty was.While they had kept her fed, and her cell clean, they had not given her any clothing to wear whatsoever. She had to endure many sexual advances from the guards. They had groped her breasts and rear,.