That ride in the car was a Hall Mark momentof sorts, though I don't expect to see transexuals on a greeting cardanytime soon.The reasons behind my act...ons and desires were becoming more clear toboth my mother and I. However, we were both clueless as to where itwould lead.At 13, I was too young to know what I needed. I was only aware of what Iwanted and I wanted to be like my mom. She was the center of myuniverse. She had always been there when I needed her most. She was theone who bandaged. “Now cunt we are ready to go meet some friends of mine lets go.”“Yes Master Daddy your slut is ready”We got into the car in the garage and backed out and took off. We were heading into the next state and 4 cities away. There we would be safe and she would not run into anyone that might recognize her. First we go to a private store to get her clothes. She follows me into the store on her leash, I introduce her to the owner a good friend of mine and he approved highly of my new slut and even. Let yourself cum baby, good lesbians cum when they get fucked and you're such a good little lesbian." Laura looked again at Kelli, sweat coming from her face, her beautiful black hair was a mess from the sweat and she knew she had reached the edge when her eyes closed tight and her lips curled. "TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE BITCH." Laura screamed."I'M A LESBIAN... AHHHHHH YESSS OHHHH GOD LAURA YESSSS YESSSSSS FUCK YES!! I'M YOUR FUCKING LESBIAN... AHHHHHHHHHHHHH... FUCK LAURA YES AHHHHHH AHHHHH I. The base plot is fully ready, and I am hoping to submit the next parts, one by one, every week. This particular episode is comparatively smaller, but significant as it is the bridge between innocence and sin, in the relationship between the mother and son.This is a series of text messages between Ayan and his mother, Mona. As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier part may make this more exciting. Happy Reading! Mona has received the picture her son, Ayan, sent her. And she has.