Chris was well up for it so we got a cab back to ours.When we got back she went upstairs to put something on, Chris had said he wanted it to be just l...ke a cam show. I made us all a drink and she came down wearing a short black dress and very high heeled shoes, she freshened up her make up and had a small bag with her. Chris sat on the settee and Mrs O pulled a dining room chair up and sat across the other side of the coffee table. I was on a chair at the side. She stood up and lifted the hem. There wasn't, though, and he relaxed, once he was inside.He'd peed sitting down plenty of times. That was the only safe way to pee when you had morning wood. Again, his urine ran hot against the insides of his "new" labia. It was uncomfortable in the same way that not retracting his foreskin was uncomfortable. His actions were, therefore, partly muscle memory of the body he was in, and partly his mind telling him something needed to be done. By the time his hand had reached, and two fingers had. It was quite dark, but I could see that she was still wearing the dress. I asked if she needed help undressing, she didn’t answer.A viscous punch to the gut was what greeted me. The next thing I knew, I was being picked up off the floor and slammed into a kitchen chair. No one said a word but I could feel something quite sharp pressing against my throat. Sarah was bound to her chair with duct tape on her mouth. I tried to speak; this got the blade pushed harder against my throat and the feeling. When you’re a little older. But not now.”Soon. The feeling of pressure eased a little as my curiosity grew.“When?” Zuri asked, surprising me.“In a few years. When you are 14. For now ... you keep that to yourselves. You can touch at any time you want, but no touching of each other. Not in that way. Promise me.”We both nodded.“I know... “ She looked away for a moment. “I mean, I have some idea how strong those feelings can be. It’s okay to have them whenever you want or need to. But not with.