"Who are you?" "I'm not sure I know who I am," I said. "Who are you?" He stammered. "Until I looked in that mirror, I thought I was... I thought I was...somebody else." My eyes widened. "Me too! Me too! Who did you think you were?" The boy looked down at the floor with embarrassment. "This is going to sound ridiculous, but I thought I was a woman. I thought I was a housewife named Sylvia Westbrook." "Oh my God," I said. "What?" "Until I woke up and looked in the mirror, I thought I was Jack. . adults and ... we smart girls appreciate it at a different level. Have you seen ‘Ren and Stimpy,’ Civia, or ‘Rocky and Bullwinkle?’ Like Pinky and the Brain, they’re all old, particularly ‘Rocky,’ but they’re so witty.”With lunch eaten and one-way glass researched, we dove into Pinky and the Brain on the wall TV in the living room. We were into our fourth episode when my phone emitted its incoming-text jingle; I read the text.“We have less than ten minutes, girls. Let’s get dressed.”“Oh. Wow.. She fluttered her eyes as her pussy juices gushed out and flooded the mouth of her sex slave. The naughty lamia’s black tail swished behind her.The lamia was happy right now, her pussy juicy and eager to cum, but she found her satisfaction in pleasing her queen. Queen Athirmi shuddered through her orgasm and then she hit the peak of her rapture. She panted as she sat on her chair, her big breasts rising and falling.“Oh, Lasla,” she purred. Shadow seemed to know to pull her head away so the. "Alice, you need to stop and think aboutwhat you're doing."I missed her answer when I noticed a metallic creak. My heart droppedinto my stomach when I saw my foster father on the landing below. Iturned back to the bedroom just in time to see Andrew stumble back outof the doorway after Mrs. Martin gave him a sharp elbow jab to thestomach. I could hear the steps groan as my foster father climbed up.Luka whimpered when her mom slowly walked towards us. "Okay," Ithought, "change of plans."Luka's.