But tohave the chance to be a little girl, to truly start over, seemed like a fairtradeoff.I found that I loved getting ready for school every day, pi...king out whichdress to wear. And before too long, I was making friends with other girls myage. I had wondered what my sexual orientation as a female might turn out tobe; but I learned I shared the opinion of my classmates that "boys areyucky."What I didn't enjoy as much were my routine of lessons. I found thatShannen, Lucy, Heather and my other. "You don't have one?" I asked her. "No, look." She pushed back the covers and pulled her sleep shorts and panties down to display her pussy to me. It was covered in thick black hair and I was extremely curious why she didn't have a penis. "Where do you get the feeling then if you don't have a penis?" "Down here," she said bringing her hand to her pussy and pointing. "Take these off so I can get a better look," I said pulling her sleep shorts and panties off her. I pushed her legs apart and. I efficiently snapped the handcuffs to her wrists and ankles, then to the bed, leaving her completely open and vulnerable to me.I reached back into my suitcase and pulled out two gigantic dildos. Each measuring over a foot long and three inches wide, Nadia squirmed in silence, staring at them, knowing what I planned to do with them.I walked over to her, holding one up. ?Open your mouth, Nadia.? I said. She opened it apprehensively and I didn’t wait one second to shove the dildo as far in as. I saw that Wanda was outside carrying some things from her car inside. I realized that this was the first time I had seen Wanda outside her car and I liked what I saw. Wanda was about thirty years old, 5' 8" with short fading bottle blond hair.She wasn't skinny or fat, but a little on the plump side. It looked good on her though and she filled out her shorts and T-shirt nicely. She wasn't beautiful, like a showgirl, but pretty in a girl-next-door kind of way. Wanda wasn't wearing a bra but I.