I cant move my leg or arm, and I hit my head. PLEASE, SIR. Help me, PLEASE!"The face disappeared. She heard a motor, and saw lights. She hit the butto..., again. AAAAAOOOOOGGGGAAA. AAAAAOOOOOGGGGGGGA AAAAAOOOOOGGGGGAAAAA. She heard a horn answering her. It was her DAD! He and Milt jumped out of their truck and ran over to her door. "What happened, Baby? her Dad asked. I almost hit some critter, Daddy. I'm hurt. I cant move my left arm, my left leg hurts something terrible, and I hit my head on. I'm now 39, still 5'7 and 130 lbs., and my eyes are of course still blue -but I'm not sure I'd describe myself as a transvestite these days. Actually,I'm not sure where in the transgender spectrum I fit.I've been finding myself wanting more and more to stay female, and about 6months ago I began taking hormones which have up till now given me small(A+) breasts, and I've grown my own hair and had it cut in a long shag withbangs and tinted off black. I've also gotten an extra piercing in. I pulled Vicky's head off my cock, it was glistening with her saliva. Mum couldn't take her eyes off it. "On your knees and suck it." Cathy stopped masturbating expecting Mum to suddenly lash out at us. Mum looked at me and then back at the cock. "Knees mother and suck it!" "I can' t, I never have done that before it's dirty and...You're...you're my SON!" "Vicky hadn't sucked cock until an hour ago, so don't make me say it again." "No son I can't." "Get on your knees MOTHER and take his. On week days, she'd take our large, white German Shephard to the beach and play fetch with him. He would go into the water but usually stopped before he was in very deep. If the beach was deserted, she'd take off her top as she played with him and, if she left me a note saying where she was, I'd go to the cove after work and from the top of a small hill, I'd watch them romping around. I'd just arrived at the top of the hill when I heard the sound of a jet boat charging across the lake, headed.