Ezrah stood and took stock in his own changes. He could no longer holdclaim to the male vernacular, no - he was now a she. He had somehowtransformed i...to Hannah! His shadow, now growing longer in theafternoon sun, was unmistakably feminine, and even he could see that.From head to foot, he would never pass as a boy again.Ezrah glared at the baby crying, and stepped over the corpse with thearrow shaft and cautiously grasped it and with a slow steady pull,attempted to retrieve it from the boy. It. ”No matter how many times I tried to convince her, she wouldn’t budge. Part of me was glad. I did love Sally, and I wasn’t really sure what I would have done if Lucy had agreed to see me.Now, Sally knew about Lucy, and I might be losing her anyway, and not having Lucy, either.One thing I knew for sure: I needed to talk to Lucy. But how? Sally had my computer, and would surely be monitoring my chats.The first order of business was getting a new computer, and not leaving the fucking thing where. After that i slowly sat down, taking almost the whole bottle. the pressure on everything is so intense its difficult to remain calm and not shake and hyperventilate. it takes a lot of focus to keep your heart and breathing normal, kinda like a small panic attack tying to manifest. if i fuck the bottle very fast, especially at full depth i nearly orgasm just from pain and pressure. any pussy play would make me cum immediately so slow movement and controlled breathing is needed for every second.. .Anyway, I ask her what she is doing on this highway, seeing that it doesn't even appear on most maps since the new Interstate opened up two years ago. She explains she got lost and has no idea where she is. I ask if she is travelling alone, and she nods.That's good to know, because that means no one else knows where she is either. Which means that when she turns up missing no one will have a fucking clue as to where to pick up her trail.In fact .. she broke down on entrance to the private road.