Stand up, give us a twirl." I was no longer in control of my body, I fought against whatever malignant force was driving me, but I couldn't win. I slo...ly rose from my chair and stood in front of him. "Good girl, let's have a look at the back, turn round for me Jen." As if in a trance, I turned my back knowing his gaze was on my arse. "Lovely Jen, lovely. Now bend over a little, lets see those knickers." I bent forward feeling my skirt ride up and exposing my panties. "That's great Jen, nice and. " It?s not going to happen!" Dennis smiled."Oh, kids, I almost forgot!" Mrs. Wilson said. "Come to the garage." Martha, no!" George pleaded. "It?s hard enough getting rid of them, without you giving them gifts!" Presents?!" Dennis? and Joey?s, and even Margaret?s face lit up."It?s just something we got at the carnival." What a stuffed doll?" Margaret asked."A bouncy ball?" Joey asked."A slingshot!" Heavens, no!" George cried."There they are," Mrs. Wilson said."Balloons!!" Dennis cried, rushing. Intuitively, her fingers found their way to her vagina and started smothering it with strokes. Her clit was hard and protruded. She played with it and her legs were swinging in and out uncontrollably. Her body was gleaming with all the sweat that made her look ravishing.Her droplets of sweat rolled down her brows, down her cheeks, dangled on her chin for a moment till it dripped onto her breasts. Once again she experienced a massive orgasm and made her lose her grip on her cell phone and it. .. and maybe, uh" Icoughed, "some girl's dick." Wait, what?" I know I know. I shouldn't have done it. I've been so conflicted aboutit. I love the way it makes me look though... I love having a cute face,I love having cute hair, and god if having this dick doesn't feelamazing... but every time I look in the mirror, I can't help but feellike I've... well, like I've stolen someone's face. It doesn't sit wellwith me."Evan, I... Oh my god." she squinted as she brought her face inches frommine. "I.