She stood, very disappointed at her exclusion until the Tim knelt down and licked her labia.The music stopped and the hilarious scramble began. This t...me there would be a loser!I ended up with Jamaar filling my slippery tube and Bill was the first loser.Two vaginas were taken away this time and the music restarted.The whole event was hilarious. When the music stopped men were cheered on by those watching. The laughing Tims and Kitty yelled things like, “Cunt here!” “Come on there’s one here!”. I was Cindy Long, and my every sense insisted that she was a prison fromwhich I could not escape on my own. The question was not whether I shouldlive this life; I had no choice. The question was whether I could.Pretending to be Cindy for three weeks at the Clinic was one thing, andeven that had almost driven me crazy. But to actually live her life, tonot just act but actually be female for ... how long, months, a year?That was a one-way road to hell, a goddamn superhighway paved withperverse. Almost anything. This is the same stuff I was probably given byJames at dinner that night, making me blow him on the bench. She also hadme put a little tape recorder in my purse to get everything on tape.The doorbell rang as we got up. I went to the door to find a man in aTuxedo holding a long bag carrying another pink bag. He asked me where toput them and I led him to the bedroom where he could hang it for me."Please have a nice evening maam." He said as he turned to leave. Heleft, not taking. .. Oh, shit what have I done."Stacy ignored her mother's reflection and pressed on, "You think that's something, wait 'til you see Rachael!"Stacy glided across the hall to her sister's room, pushed open the door where her now 14 year old sister was getting last minute touches to a very elegant hairdo of her long, thick honey brown hair. Rachael's hair was also piled on her head with several ringlets that formed a coiled frame to her face. Her big gray-blue doe eyes and soft features made.