..Fuck me for this and I have no other choice but to blame it on the internet.Many time she had bruises , so we so fragile.. My god what have I done t... this poor girls...I ripped her tiny body to shreds and sometimes she even wanted me to do this. Maybe somehow she wanted to relive her trauma and feelings so worthless , she needed me to threat her like that so she could feel like that ****d girl again....So bad i was for ofcourse caring about it , but i had to adfmit I enjoyed those moments the. If the young lady I am about to write about found out I was telling this story, she would be extremely embarrassed. Her name in this story will be Jordan. I used to work for a small automotive repair company. I can't work on cars, but I can sure answer phones. When I was hired, they really just wanted a pretty face at the front desk. I can do that too. My tits don't hurt anything either. I'll admit, I like to wear low cut tops to make a bit more cash. It totally works too. I get spontaneous. "I can't believe the change! I'm an attractive sophisticated woman." We still have a lot of work to do, but we are getting there. You needto soften you voice, learn how to walk like a woman, shorter steps andmany other actions you need to learn. Let me finish dressing then wewill check the internet for advice."While she dressed, I kept running my hands up and down my dress, feelingmy 'breasts' my bum and best of all my beautiful new pubic area."Hey!" Kate said, breaking into my dream."Stop. We even had an intimate New Years Eve where we fucked all afternoon, evening and a couple times the following morning to get the year started proper.One night I was working until 10pm, and Kristy was out drinking with an old friend. She told me to meet her at The Temple Bar so I could meet her friend Tessa. Tessa was about five feet tall, dark hair with a fucking amazing set of titties. "Dean do you like Tessa's boobies? She just got implants!" Kristy said.Well then. That explains it.We went.