Eventually she drifted off to a dreamless sleep still with aslight smile on her lips. Chapter 4 - Sarah and RichardIt was just after Christmas and the...days were now short and overcast.Sarah was well into the second year of her A level courses and studieswere going well. She was seventeen and had been dressing as Sarah openlyat home for nearly a year. Richard and Clair had fully accepted thesituation without any problems since discovering her secret on theirsurprise return from holiday the year. I figured I may as well go to myroom anyway, to look in my mirror. I loved the way I looked. I thenwondered what it would look like with something on. I got a white t-shirt out from my dresser, and pulled it on. Oh, man, this was a dream. I looked just like some of the girls did up there, since the bra pulledtight across my man boobs. I thought, what about a pair of panties?What would they feel like?But, I wouldn't get that chance right then. I heard my Mom come homefrom work. She called. It was calling her, enchanting her like a snake charmer, making her want to do its bidding. She closed her eyes, stretching her arms above her head, reaching up, her fingertips pressed hard against the window, supporting her. She arched her hips forward against the glass, pressing her sex to it, her dark hair highlighted against it. Her full breasts pressed hard against the window, squashed against it, sensitive, a smear of her juices gleaming already on the glass. If anyone was out there and. She let out another yelp as Samantha’s thumb suddenly brushed against her clit and Tracey’s nerve endings were now in overdrive as they sent pulses all around her body.“Do you like sex?” The Doctor suddenly asked.“Yes!” Tracey blurted out.“With women or men?”“Um, both?” Tracey croaked, her throat now dry.“Were you really raped?” The Doctor suddenly said and continued to play with his stethoscope on Tracey’s engorged nipples.“Yes!” Tracey blurted out, her body now burning with desire as.