Jane never wanted me to make comparisons between her and her sister. How could I help it? They were alike in so many ways that it was scary. That's wh...t made me search for differences.Jane would sink to her knees before taking my cock into her mouth. Janet would squat, and sit on her heels with her knees touching the outside of my legs. Jane would spread a towel on the bed before she let me undress her. Janet would suck my cock, and then go find the towel. Jane would try to swallow as much of. I started picturing that guy I wouldsupposedly have been, he was strong, aggressive, and seemed to have sexon the brain. Could that have overridden who I thought I really was? ThenI remembered that currently I have a higher than normal estrogen levelfor a girl my age, if I had fully been male would I have had an excess oftestosterone? If all that testosterone was unchecked, I realized it couldhave been very possible. It was a chilling thought, checking my timeagain I noted I should be in the. She told not tonight as she was with her friends.We exchanged numbers and we both left with our groups.Out conversations increased.And we were more into flirtatious bond..So finally after 3-4 days of flirting, we decided to hang out at my place for drinks.I picked her up and we came at my flat..Everything was perfect..We drank quite a bit and with slow soft music the moment was heating up..Alcohol played its part..Slowly the distance between us was reduced.We were looking into each other’s. “He pushed me down and lifted my gown and,” she said falteringly.“And what?” I queried.“Bared me and.” she added.“For heavens sake, did he touch you or what?” I demanded.“He lowered his breeches and.” she stuttered.“And?” I queried.“His manhood, it was all swollen and purple headed, I tried to resist honestly I did but I could not and.” she stopped again.“He rammed himself deep in your sopping willing womb?” I queried, “Are you the maid he spoke of. Were you were as he said “Gagging” for it am.