I looked at the mirror at my face with the mask on and had to laugh because all I could think of was, “The Sword of Zorro”, a film I had found del...ghtful when I was barely old enough to understand the plot.Risking the possibility of rejection, I called the first number on my list which simply described my first contact as “Bathsheba M./29/Shy of 2 meters/Average build/Over-sized bosom/Limited sexual experience/Legal assistant/2 younger sisters, both married/Parents deceased/ Likes lots of. "Well, there's only one more detail. It's a girl. You will be a girl."I thought I would choke to death. "A girl?" I screamed. "What the..."The doc let me ponder that for a while. Then he said, "I'm sorry about that. Like I said, you can still back out. But that's all that I have available for you. The one who drowned, whose mother wants to 'adopt' a new brain in its place, was a girl. A cute, pretty, ten-year-old girl with blond hair and blue eyes, who loved brushing her hair, taking ballet. I was a human teeter-totter.My hubby saw what I was planning and told me to take off my sports bra too. No way!!! I would be naked in the front seat; on-coming traffic would see me topless. And we were almost home!!! Someone we know would recognize us. I protested at first. But I didn’t want to soil my new sports bra. So off it came in one swift motion. Then I dove down on his steaming cock. I was so distracted, intent on the cock at hand, and my hubby fingering my pussy and anus across my. A female form rose from a nearby chair and approached him.“Mom?” he asked, confused.She sat next to him. “You’ve finally figured it out, master.”He snapped back to full consciousness. “Eudora. You ... why do you look like...” Upon smelling her perfume, his mind flashed back to a defining moment from his childhood: He was sitting on his mother’s bed, looking at an old photograph of her. “You’re so pretty, Mommy,” he praised her.He returned to the present. “ ... like my mother?” He looked Eudora.