The rod had rejected her on the next level. Jenny was resentful and had moved on. Her resentfulness was probably why the rod rejected her. She was not...worthy of a higher order.Jane sighed and nodded."Did you share with Jenny what we share?" Susan asked."I loved her, I still do. But no. It was nowhere near the same thing." Jane admitted."One thing that's always puzzled me. You weren't a virgin when the rod took you. Why does the pupil have to be a maiden?" Susan asked."Because if the power is. Louise had landed on all fours and her ass was sticking up. Amanda grabbed her again and moving the fabric aside, began to use her tongue on her 10 year old friend. She shoved her tongue in the little hairless pussy then moved up slightly and stuck her tongue in the tight little asshole in front of her. Louise was still holding the box but the contents had spilled out on the carpet. Whats wrong with you Amanda, please stop&hellip,&hellip,..stop. She was beginning to enjoy what was being done to. I looked around some more, seeing things that I knew in my mind for the first time. And realizing for the first time in over a decade and a half I was seeing! I looked down my body, and felt down my body.Well, I ain’t no 32B anymore, these are damned near 36D. And I was no longer 5’2”, I seem more like maybe 5’8”, maybe a bit taller. Hair still black and long, but now to my mid-back instead of just past my shoulders. I saw Fang walk up next to me, and sit on my right side. Yes, this is. Thrower, nakedness would cease to be any concern for me or for them seeing me. Would that make me less in their eyes than I really am because of it? Would it make me less than I am in my own eyes? Is that a question of time and association to this; or, is it attitude only and the circumstances don’t matter, that I will still be everything and as much as I am regardless? Interesting, maybe there really was more to this than I had previously accepted or acknowledged.But my reverie was broken ….