“You see, Miss Altmell. He doesn’t love you. He doesn’tmind who gets in his car.” Markham joked.Linsey collapsed to the Wilton car...et in despair, kneeling on her calves,bent forward and sobbing wildly. “He loves me,” she sobbed “Iknow he loves me!”Markham grinned, sensing that Linsey’s transition was well underway. He stroked the top of her head, tidying her hair, and enjoying itssilky softness. “Come come now Miss Altmell, it’s all. I could go out tomorrow, when I picked up my identification from the Wizard. After all, I had a lifetime ahead in this body, right? So I spent the next several hours just playing with my pussy and breasts, staring at myself in the mirror, and dreaming about the rest of my life. I also drank half a bottle of white wine. It was somewhere around midnight, I think, when I fell asleep on top of my bed. I woke up around 9 a.m. with a strange feeling. Or more properly, I might call it a familiar. " Very well then. You may commence to purge them now." Here? In front of you, Master?" she asked, uncertain."Of course, child. I need to know that you are using this scourge properly. You have never seen one before," it wasn't a question.Sister Lucia took the knout in her right hand and lashed it over her left shoulder on to her back. She did feel it land, but it didn't really hurt."Sister Lucia," Monsignor Flavin's voice was full of tender solicitude, "You will have to strike much harder than. . and Susan! Well, she didn't know quite how, but she thought that Susan was responsible for everything that had happened. All those drinks they'd had... and Susan looking at her like that when she was lying on the grass... talking about her breasts... "Oh, God!" Susan gasped. "What kind of a pervert am I?" If she hadn't given in to the other woman... her father never would have come and caught them in that horrid lewd position! He never would have been tempted to do what he did to her naked.