“Fuck, I need a shower and some sleep.”He drops his keys on the table and heads into the kitchen for a bite to eat.“You know, Sandy,” he says ...aking the last bite of his sandwich. “I think we need a woman in this house. I’ve almost got Judy broke down, so maybe something will come out of it.”Sandy whines, dropping her ears back.Seeing this, Alan frowns. “Don’t worry,” he says soothingly. “Judy won’t replace you. You’re still my girl.”This seems to cheer the dog up as she begins to wag her tail. If I'm gonna be truly honest here, I have to say that I didn't struggle as much as I could have, because my young cunt was aching to see what this tall, blond, Nordic male had in his pants.But hey, a nice Jewish girl has to keep up appearances, so I continued to scream in protest of what he was doing, all the while creaming my pants, waiting for him to do it!In a matter of minutes I was totally nude, on my back, my long, wavy black hair spread out over my mom's mattress where he had slammed me. James Howard wasno more, dead and buried for almost three months now, in his place thename I picked for myself, hell the only selection I got, MelanieCollins.Heather picked me up at the clinic and we were now waiting to go throughthe TSA checkpoint at the international terminal of the airport, it wasa blistering hot, humid, summer day so after some urging from mycompanion I agreed to wear the type of clothes that'd be mostcomfortable in this situation. Originally, I wanted to wear. She saw my fear and explained she was going to brush my hair. She turnedthe chair around and I saw two other people across from us. It took me abit to realize they weren't other people one was the lady with the brushbut I didn't know who the other kid was. The lady started to brush my hairand she would hit tangles which would hurt. She stopped and sprayed somestuff in my hair and then went to brush it again this time the tanglescame out easier. It was while she brushed my hair I realized the.