I asked dumbly, "What do you mean?" I was a boy and now I'm a girl. By choice. And as you said, theresults were pretty good, don't you think?"Stunne... silence from me. A placid smile from Gretchen. Waiting for meto process.Processing.I had never heard of such a thing. Was I ever that na?ve?"How?" I asked eventually."It was something I had to do, Bobby. I was never happy as a boy.Always knew I was a girl. Right after high school I left town andstarted dressing as a girl. Then I made a few. "Only candidate is one of the commuter moms, wants to try to appropriate more tax money for schools for the commuter's kids. The tax base in the county is mostly suburbia, the various Ag and businesses aren't wild about raising taxes locally, so she's trying for State money." Rich, stop on over sometime, meet the wife, I'll show you around the property." Dan tore a sheet off the pad of paper used by the clerks to write down part numbers, imprinted with 'Timkin Bearings' at the top, and penned. I managed to keep my elbows on the wet bar counter, and my smile in place, although I’m my eyebrows shot up a bit. Ben took the glass from the overhead cupboard, and handed it to me, and stood quietly behind me, with his massive cock still pushed up inside me, while I poured Molly her glass of wine.After Molly left we stayed in this relatively benign position while Ben, still slightly behind me, slowly slid his cock into and out of my sopping wet pussy. To the casual observer we were just. She had hidden behind bulky clothes and an out of shape body. But ever since that day, the day her mother sold her to the slave auction, the day the bomb went off, the day Lord Blackmon and Page had saved her life, she had been preparing for this. She had learned, trained and practiced. She had worked to reshape her body. Even her other sexual encounters were, at least in her mind, preparation and practice for being with her owner and master.Willow and Heather had encountered him in the.