She had a gorgeous voice, the kind that would make you shiver and the hair on the back of your neck stand up. I was sweaty after hockey, so I stood in...the hallway to get out of my dirty clothes and then snuck into the bathroom. We had a large glass shower stall with a bench inside. The glass was steamed, but I could still make out the shape of my sexy, slender yet voluptuous girlfriend, her long black hair loose, wet, and hanging down between her shapely buttocks. With practised vigilance, I. "... which is why the panel unanimously agrees: you will make anexcellent woman." What?" I said. I paused for a few seconds and tears began to well up "Awoman?" But of course." said the woman next to him. "Your scores for compassionand empathy are almost off the charts. You're exactly the sort of personsociety wants as a woman and as a mother." But..." I can understand your disappointment, Mark," said the man in the centreagain. "But the results are clear." But... I performed well in. I'll be back down in a few minutes. Okay Daddy?Jim's cleared his throat and his voice became louder. Right now Miranda! I need to see you right now young lady. You can shower later. You and I need to talk.Miranda stopped dead in her tracks and gulped gulped. Then she backed into the den. Uh. What is it Daddy? I really need to shower.Well then turn around so I can see you, he said. I need to talk to your face. Not your back.Miranda gulped again. Then she turned slowly around to face him with her. But I have already withdrawn from her. She cries out in a mixture of anger, frustration and sexual heat, pounding the bed with her fist. "What? What?" Beg me," I tell her, my heart pounding so stridently that it seems to echo in my ears.She stubbornly clenches her jaw, giving her head a tiny shake. Her defiance only excites me, makes me all the more determined to win this battle of wills. I begin to delicately stroke the insides of Josie's thighs, barely touching the pale skin. The effect is.