My eyes wandered along the shelves of wine, as I was reading the back of a bottle she came from behind the counter and started rearranging items. "Do ...ou get bored being in here all night?" "Yes. But no one else will do it" She paused for a moment then said "I like to read stories, it passes the time" "What kind of stories do you like? "I like the old stories from my country, they're exciting" "Fantasy stories of handsome princes and romantic encounters, that sort of thing?" I replied She. It’s not that I think I like other girls more than boys but that’s my only experience with anyone. There just seems like there aren’t any boys who want to have anything to do with me.” Her voice ended in such a sad note I couldn’t let it go so I started in telling her that, no matter what, I would never tell her secret to anyone, it was ok to like whoever she wanted and we were all new to this stuff, that she was crazy thinking no guy wanted her, how all the guys I knew watched her when she’d. It seemed so personal and secret. I loved this!!!!! "Very, very good, Joanna. You're going to be Helen's special toilet paper."Then she was pulling my hair, hard. And mashing my face into her again. "Eat me you little slut. Make me cum. Do it!"Of course I sucked her cunt and made her cum about five times, squeezing my head with her thighs and pulling my hair. It made me feel wanted. That I had this valuable talent, to make her cum and give her so much pleasure. After that she made me a real. I told her she could and so she moved in a week later. At first I wouldn’t dress up as a girl when she was at home. Didn’t know how she would take it, her dad dressed as her mom. She asked me on day if I still dressed up like a girl. I looked at her and said yes. She asked me why I had not dressed up in front of her. I told her I didn’t know how she wanted me to dress as a girl. She smiled and said she would love it, for me to be her mom. I said ok and went to my room and dressed in my panties.