Without it, she couldn’t print tags, enter anything into inventory, scan it out when someone purchased something, or keep up with the government pap...rwork. The weekend would be here in two days, and she had to send the volunteers home without getting anything done today. All of the computer places she’d called either weren’t answering, or didn’t have an opening. Sitting up, she ran her fingers through long locks of auburn hair. It was hard enough only being able to open the store for the needy. So normally I masturbate in front of the mirror, especially when I’m this horny it helps to get me off quicker. I don't like toys and vibrators; I’m one of those girls who would rather use her fingers to get herself off. I started touching my turn on points, my neck and back to start with. Then I moved further down to my breast area, I gently touched my 34D boobs, admired them and used my fingers to flick my nipples. I was teasing myself, I wanted my finger inside me so badly, but I’d take it. I start thrusting slowly... her hot breath blowing against me hand. She gives it a small bite to tell me how much she loves it. Few minutes in I figured she got the hang of my dick being inside her so I use my left hand to grab her hip and my right hand to go underneath and cup her small little tits that fit so perfectly in my hand. We thrust harder and harder and I feel I'm about to cum until we hear the door slam from our parents. They walk in.. They see us sleeping and her parents said. "Mom?" Yes dear?" Will Nana still love me too, now that I'm a girl?" Oh honey! Of course she will! She'll have some adjusting to do but she'llalways love you!"On Sunday morning mom told me to wear the blue dress with the white shoesand she would do my hair. For the first time I did my own makeup, completewith eyeshadow and eyeliner, adding mascara to make my eyes stand out. Iused a deep red lipstick and my best perfume. It all came so natural and Iwas in heaven when I looked in the mirror. Mom.