"The guy who was supposed to be repping us at the trade show is out sick. The boss thinks he won't have time to prepare after he gets back to work and...might not even be healthy enough to go to the show at all. So it's me." Oh, that's too bad, honey. I'll miss you. When do you leave and when can I pick you up again at the airport?" I fly out Friday morning and the conference ends on Sunday afternoon so I should be able to get a flight back here by early evening Sunday." I looked at my wife. . Ohhhh! Ohhhh!... Fuck me... Fuck me... Harder... Harder!" you say between my savage pounding. I continue driving into you over and over, each time burying my cock deep in your pussy and then pulling almost completely out before driving back in. You lay your head on the mattress, your mouth in a perpetual "O" and your eyes rolling back in your head as your mind tries to process all that you are going through. I can tell from your body that you can't take much more of this. So I will be. But the governmentstill thinks of her as a boy named Paul. We have to have her legalstatus changed. We have to change her name to Cherie, change her sexto female and make her a minor again. To do this, we, I mean yourdad and I, have to take Cherie to see a psychologist and a lawyer.They have to examine her and submit the proper paperwork to thegovernment. Tomorrow will be our first meeting with them.??I see.??Since you father has to come, it'll be after work. So Cherie and Iwill meet him. Everyone who knows her or just knows OF her, likes her. Heck, my girlfriend/fiancee, Jennifer (we all remember her, right, kiddies? Right, andri? LOL) loved brookie, too. Even andri loved brookie. And brookie sincerely loved you all, right back. She is, was and will always be a really great kid. A really great person to have as a friend. She’s the kind of Friend that you want to do your best around–want to BE your best because you know that she’ll be her best! Just to see her smile… Oh, my God,.