“What do you want, baby? Tell me.”“I want your cock. I want your. cock!” she cried.“Where do you want it, baby? Uncle Cl...ff wants to know where you want it”“I want your cock in my ass I want you to fuck my ass; Give it to me harder. Yes, harder!”Cliff’s cock began to quiver. His loins were feverish, his whole body swelling with a sense of triumph, Ha hammered harder and harder into her ass-hole and ha was on the verge of ejaculation.There. "It looks like you'll get to dress up as a girl every day now, and it'smy guess is that you didn't fight it one bit, did you?" Without waitingfor me to respond... "Your father didn't get it this morning, but Icertainly did! Like where did all the clothes come from? Everything youhave on looks like it fits you perfectly, your makeup was a lot betterthan any boy could manage if he was just trying it for the first time,and the way you did your hair? Not with a wig but a fall? Just how didyou. Unable to stop myself I turned the page to look at my eleven years old photo. Still no hair between my legs and although my boobs hadn't started to develop yet there was a definite puffiness around my dark nipples indicating the beginnings of puberty. Next to it was the shot from the rear, showing my red bottom again. I knew that there would be matching photos on each page.My birthday was the only time my father ever saw me naked. It was also the one time of the year that I had to lie over his. I admitted we were less sure about Bobby’s ability to recognize a shooter before he shot, but Bobby said he wasn’t worried.“This is too much,” said Melody.“Can I calm you?” asked Bobby.“Is this something I’ll feel?” she asked.He nodded.She told him to go ahead and he “hugged” her. I saw the alarm in her eyes as she felt it, and then the serene look in them as her fears went away. Well, maybe not “away” but at least they were tamped down.“That’s amazing,” she said. “What else can you do like.