Next Saturday I'm going to a wedding for my sorority sisterKaitlyn down in Roseville. I'm going to stop in Woodland to pick upEmily, I'm sure you reme...ber her, Mrs. Erickson, she's been over to thehouse a few times. Very pretty, with long red hair. She's one of myother sorority sister's and we're going to drive down to the weddingtogether.I talked to Emily and explained our situation. She's always been such aclose friend, as we sorority sisters are and is completely accepting oftransgender. My father handled the complete process, from finding suitable families to providing funds for your education. Your father didn't want to be included in your lives, not because he didn't love you, but the complete opposite. He loved you two so much, that is why you were told your biological parents were dead. He didn't want to be an intrusion in your lives. Now that your father has passed, I can tell you the story.”I looked at Ronda, there were tears in her eyes. She was biting her lower lip.. Her hands were now groping for something to hard on to and she was able to clutch the bedsheet which was now partly removed from the bed. My finger inserted itself just a little deeper into the wet fuckhole and made an in-and-out motion, carefully not fingering too deeply, just up to where I could feel her hymen, her barrier; the proof that no man had ever ventured into… and that she is mine, only mine…But in the throes of a seeming climax, Sophie unconsciously heaved her round buttocks. Except for one...who still danced in her mind, his name was Yasset...though now he was far away from the academy.She was of the powerful magi, witches of the north who prided themselves of the uncanny. Though also their youth and beauty was enhanced from their magics and as her power grew the more vuloptuos her body became. She stood at about five foot four and she began to disrobe; her skin was smooth to the touch as she always loved the way her body looked. Eveline changed into flowing blue.