My cell phone rang in the other room, startling me. Passing the livingroom mirror I noticed my feminine gait as I hurried to find the phone, myelbows...were tucked in close, hands out bent at the wrist, and my buttswayed, I moved like Emily. In the back of my mind I thought well ofcourse you do you are her. I smiled at this, but when I saw the name onthe phone I whimpered, it was Donny, or Mr. Jacobs. What was he going todo to me?I said hello, trying to deepen my voice, I sounded ridiculous. . “I want to fuck you regularly!” He said almost pleading in his intent.“I think we should fuck also, but not just in here!” I declared, making my availability to his cock a definite.“I’ll buy you some kinky sexy underwear if you wish!” He smiled then sucked my erect left nipple.“Yes you can buy me some slut undies and you can buy me a leopard print thong like the one you ripped off my body earlier!” I smiled, nodding toward the discarded thong on the floor.“Oh I did get rather excited!” Trevor. .. Brosca ... is your sister named Rica, perchance?" How'd you know that?" I knew I'd heard the name somewhere. I met her," I lied. I didn't want to get into the discussion about my origins. "She's doing fine." How'd you meet my sister?" Her patron is Bhelen Aeducan. She's pregnant with the heir to House Aeducan."I heard angry grunting from the mysteriously silent Leske, and happy cursing from Faren. "Well don't that beat all! Rica made good! You hear that, Leske? You always did have a thing. "Then who took this rather fetching photograph of you,?" the Abbess asked,there was a hint of exasperation in her voice.Erica glanced at the photograph of her sticking her bottom out and smiling;it brought a smile to her face."Well,are you going to answer me,Erica?"the Abbess asked."There was no one with me...I had my phone on a timer,"Erica said,smiling ,"I do not believe you ,Erica,I will give you one final chance to tell me,if you tell me both you and your compatriot will be thrashed and.