He just kept starring at thefloor. After what had seemed like hours and hours of driving, the smallwhite van came to a complete stop. The man kneeling...on top of me stoodup and said, "It's now time sissy for your new life. You are now goingto be a teenage little girl. Isn't that just so exciting? I understandalso if you cannot respond, because there are pink dirty panties insideyour mouth right now." My eyes shut tight, after hearing what he justsaid. My whole face began to turn red and I. The look on his face was hard to describe. Sort of like a kid who gotcaught by his mom with his hand in the cookie jar, only this wasn't akid. It was a father who had been caught by his teenaged daughter withmore than just his hand caught in a huge trap. I did feel sorry for himbut there was no way to undo what had been done.....what I had done tohim. But I wasn't sorry for doing it.I didn't even try to rationalize why I went so far with this because itwas fascinating and, yes, even exciting. She started to turn back to the tent and take her bag.“Hold up, Moran,” Mor called, “I’ve been your commander for the past two months, don’t I deserve a goodbye hug?”It was untypical for Mor to ask such a thing, but Moran didn’t care, she turned around and gave Mor an embrace only soldiers can understand. It wasn’t romantic but sisterly, a hug of true, deep care.Moran took the first bus out of boot-camp. Three hours of alone time were a reward she had been waiting for since the minute she. Anita rolled her window down so I could talk and when I looked in, my jaws just dropped down. My sexy wife was wearing a short skirt and it was pulled up exposing her naked shaved mound. I stared at it and noticed her pussy lips were glistening and Ana was trying to get her thighs closed tightly. She smiled, telling me that she had been a while with her Black Master at his place and Jerome had filled her sweet cunt with salty warm cum; so, she did not want her skirt wet.…Ana then begged me to.