She never seemed to mind though, and she admittedly had a pretty good head on her and knew how to avoid ‘the bad ones’ if you will. And then ther... was little Cassie. Well okay, she wasn’t exactly little anymore as she turned sixteen a few weeks ago, but regardless she was the youngest in the family and also the shortest at around 5”5. She, unlike Jenny, took after our mother in that she had bright red hair and cute little freckles sprinkled on her cheeks. She did also have green eyes though:. Good gurlsthink of their Mistress first, there is no one more important thanMistress. I was being told to be a good gurl. I found myself wanting tobe good and to do what Mistress wanted of me. I have no idea how long Iwas in the trainer this time. Time no longer had meaning. I did knowthat I was sucking on the gag hard drawing everything I could from it tofill my belly.As suddenly as it started, it ended and all was dark for a moment. Thena moment longer. I was abandon, I needed Mistress. However, one thing in particular that Bella said had stuck in Stephanie’s head.Stephanie and CarlyThe next day at lunch, Stephanie met up with Carly for a little chat. She didn’t beat around the bush, she just came right out and asked“What the hell happened with Zane and Bella at your party?”“Bella? You mean Julia.” Carly answered, seeming genuinely confused.“No” Stephanie answered. “I mean Bella”Stephanie then explained that Bella had come to her and Nikki in a panic, telling the story of how. What did I feel when I made love to Sam as Jen? How did Ifeel making love now as Tom? How comfortable was I in women's clothes?How did I feel when men looked at me? How did I feel about my boobs? DidI enjoy the pleasure that they gave me? What were orgasms like as Jen?How did I feel when Mike kissed me? How would I feel about being aphysically and sexually diminished Tom? How would I feel as a maleknowing that I had no balls and needed to rely on testosteronesupplements the rest of my life? How.