A little alarmed, Charlotte wandered through Emma’s bedroom and then around the living room and kitchen. No sign of her there. But she could hear a ...ittle giggle. Charlotte started. Nothing! And then again, just a little louder followed by a tiny shriek. It was coming from Harriett’s bedroom. Harriett often had lovers staying the night, so this wasn’t unusual – but with Emma not in her bed, Charlotte feared the worst as she softly pushed open Harriett’s bedroom door. The walls of Harriett’s. ”She replied, “oh, okay. But then...”“But then, what?”“Ummm ... well, then why don’t I remember that I am in a coma, why don’t I remember being in that body?”“That’s one that we will have to investigate, but I am noticing one thing,” I said.“What?”I continued, “you have grown up.”“What are you talking about?” she demanded.I said, “yesterday, when we first met, you told me you were about fourteen, and that had been in 2014, your body was that of an adolescent fourteen-year-old, and so was your. How will you explain anything?”Good question. I’m surprised you caught that.“So you were purposely trying to not tell me anything?”I didn’t say that. At the very least you have questions and curiosity. You can always go to the headmistress and ask those questions.“What makes you think she’ll tell me anything?”She’s like a mother to you. She adopted you and raised you. You know, they really should start teaching you as children instead of waiting until you’re adults.“It’s too dangerous with our. “NO WAY!” Bethany yelled, falling to her knees flicking my clitty with her hands. “No fucking way!”“I’m sorry. I …. I wanted to tell you. But you were going so fast. I was lost in the moment. I.. I just didn’t”“Oh my god. You little sissy slut. You had me fooled!” She took it in her hands and started stroking it gently. She stared intently and asked, “Does it work?”“Yes. It works, as you can see.” Just the few strokes she’d given me had started making me hard. “But it’s not that big”“Well I can.