I was completely depressed and they didn't know what to do withme, since I would not open up to them. My parents felt they had to getme right in the h...ad, since my older brother was a drug addict thatdidn't want to stop, even with a gorgeous wife and a good job. Anyway, Icouldn't tell my parents my problem because my father would disown me ifhe knew. I wanted to be a girl. I knew it in my heart from the firsttime I looked in my mother's dressers. I hid this secret from everyoneuntil I talked to. I bring my hand up to brush my thumb over her soft lips. So pouty ... So welcoming ... Which gives me an idea.The bitch was dumb enough to believe what I had said earlier and walk right into me taking her for myself again. Why don’t I just save us both trouble ... Since she’s already here, and I more than ready to ... Entertain her again, or is she entertaining me?I grin as I scan the room, looking at what’s scattered about. A nearby table catches my attention, I glance down at Radhika before. Her face became delicate. Still Lady Delilah's face, but unmistakably an elf. A cock pushed past her chainmail, dangling long and hard before her.“Oh, my,” Sophia said.“That's her,” Minx grinned. “I sucked that cock. She can control it, Xera. Have it whenever she wants.”“Lucky for her,” Xera said. “You are one of Matar's children? Or Henta's?”“Matar,” Lady Delilah answered. “Her daughter. I was wild. And then Peter tamed me. He took me as his wife. And then we found Rose, and we loved her. There appeared to be lots of water, foam and trickery involved. At one point a clown had been drenched by a bucket. He then picked up another container and chased his assailant. When he threw the contents the other clown ducked and seemed as though the audience were going to be soaked. But the bucket was empty save for confetti. The audience roared. The evening went quickly. Tumblers, jugglers, acrobats, more clowns, dogs and horses all took their turns. The women were invariably scantily.