I had to I cum in my knickers, I wasn't touching my self, it just happened , I'm sorry She burst out laughing , your joking, show meI went down and wa...hed my knickers , I thought you would be angryShe leant over and kissed me.Chris will you tell me some thing and be honestOK I said Do you want to be a girl, you know do you think your a girlNo I don't think I'm a girl I like being a guy, I don't like girly things like flowers love story's, or baby's I like football cars, I like hanging around. The fact that Jonathan had said that he could trust me should have been a warning as clear as the church bells on a quiet Sunday morning. But I’m female enough for that simple statement to have penetrated my shields, and for me to agree to kill Marcus. I spent a week with the slim file that Jonathan had given me about Marcus while I sat outside of his house following him from his house to any number of everyday errands that most human beings are forced to attend to. I knew what time he woke up,. But for now Elizabeth was still a girl, and was free to roam uncollared where she would. After her morning chores were done, after she’d milked their sole cow and turned her out to graze on the frosty grass, after she’d fed their two pigs on the crushed turnips and frost-bitten cabbages she grubbed up for them from the vegetable plot, Elizabeth fed her sister, noting absently that Ruth’s cage needed cleaning out again, before going back inside and boiling up some porridge for breakfast. Her. ?Soon we were at the turn off to the beach. But he drove right past it? without a word. Sometimes his mind goes into automatic. Had he forgotten? to turn? Were we on the way to the university? I made some questioning? whines and he smiled. "I didn't miss the turn off." ?A few exits later he did turn off and then another turn onto a small? bumpy road that soon became a dirt road. Ahead I saw a few cars parked? where the road ended. He stopped and we got out. ?It was a beautiful spot, cliffs.