I went back the minute she was gone, and I asked the house manager who she was. I said I thought she was a movie star living there and was she So-and-...o? He laughed, shook his head, thinking I was a real dope, but went ahead and told me who she was. It was perfect. I just had to go back and check the mailboxes in the patio outside and I knew exactly what her apartment number was. The next step was simple.I appeared two days later, and rang her bell at the same time as on the day that I saw her. "I thought about what Cindy had said. Yes I did like being Amanda, but shejust doesn't understand that I like being Mark too.Two days later found me at the hospital wearing a denim mini-skirt, apink tank and white tennis shoes. I was the perfect twelve-year-old girlwith my styled hair mascara and lip-gloss. As much as I didn't want it, Iwas excited for Daddy to see his little girl.The day had started early. Mom had driven home the night before and itwas the first time I spent with her for over. Jessica could see headlights appear from the end of the street behind them and soon heard the engine as the car sped past them. She grinned as Jacob did not alter a single thrust. He was too busy giving her all he had.Jacob smiled as the car passed them. “Maybe I should invite all your neighbors to fuck my new whore after I’m done with you. You would like that wouldn’t you, you nasty slut?” He held and squeezed her ass cheeks, spreading them and thrusting as hard as he could. “I’m going to fill. " Ladies giggles and I replied. "That's fine but when i get ready to cum to better be down here with these 2." Trish bit her lip. "Yes sir." The ladies knew I had the dominant sexual persona. A man that knew what he wanted and no problem telling then when and how to do it. Ladies loved it when I was controlling. I didn't do anything they didn't like. I was respectful with my orders not over demanding where it was outside their comfort zone. Heather then turned back to face me and ask. "What do.