Irish mother and an America father. A smile that melts your heart and a body that makes grown women cry. Pale skin and platinum blonde hair. Blue eyes...so brilliant they just shine.His breath catches in this throat as she slowly turns and peels off her shirt. Oh. My. Fucking. God.Even the girls in the room are quiet. Finally one speaks up."Is it just me or is anybody else dying of jealousy?"There is a chorus of agreement. Martin hears his daughter's voice."She is the prettiest but this is a. As the story went, many years agosomeone had died during one of their rituals and the rest of the grouphad quickly left town without reporting the death, and it was onlyseveral weeks later when the neighbors noted the front door standing openand when one of them went in to investigate, and found a badly decomposedcorpse. After that the house stood vacant and boarded up - till today,anyway.But now the doors and windows of the house were open, severalcontractors' vans were parked in the driveway. Ramesh was feeling my ass onehanded. His other hand still pinning my hands. Then suddenly they discovered the hole in my underwear. Ramesh said ” this guy is a real sissy slut. He has cut a hole right where his asshole is. “. Arvind slapped my ass really hard. I whimpered in pain. Then one of them started poking his finger in at the hole in my panty. I came to my senses. I knew that there was only one way out of this mess. I had to satisfy them. I had to make them fall in love with my asshole.. If I thought I could have a short reprieve frombeing Britney I was sadly mistaken. All of my old male clothes had beenrecycled to a charity shop. Mum and Dad had decided to make things moreeasy for me by fully embracing their temporary daughter. That was notdifficult for Mum. She made no pretense at missing Brett. She'd alwayswanted a daughter and now she had one. But Dad! He was the surprise. Ithought he was going to kill me when I told him that I was temporarilygoing to be a girl. Now, twelve.