“Do you need a hand?” “I need an ankle,” she said, gasping.” A minute later, I helped her stand up, then wrapped my arm around her waist, ...olding her firmly. “Are you ready?” I asked. She suddenly went limp in my hands, her head dropping to one side. Her eyelids fluttered helplessly and I gripped her tighter. “Jessica!” I cried out. She blinked with surprise, then managed to steady herself. “I am a bit dizzy,” she said weakly. I lifted her up and carried her to the front door. In my. A dab of makeup and Ilooked like any other 16-year-old girl!Instead of cringing at how quickly I could be turned into a girl, like Iusually did, I liked the idea this time! If I was embracing this newlife, then I was glad this part would be easy. I even thought I wasfairly attractive. The boys seemed to agree. They would stare at my mom and me while weshopped, but I was pretty sure they weren't looking at Mom, much. It wasa strange feeling, but one I no longer seemed to find disgusting, like. So how about it Andy?" My mother then chimed in, "Come on Andy, I really want this to happen, I want both of you to fuck me."Andy just smiled and said, "Four years!!, Four years!!, You guys have been at it for four years!!" He started smiling broadly and sort of laughing and shaking his head in disbelief and said, "Wow!!!!, Shit yeah, you better believe it, count me in!!"With that my mother beckoned Andy to come over and kiss her, which he did and we then had my mother sandwiched between us. I. For that I didn't want to disappoint them and always did what they asked of me. Did you know I even tried to talk to a Catholic Father during a confession, and he blew me off. Where is this all coming from you might ask. I was going to enroll in a class her so I asked about it and people told me the lady that teaches it is biased.. That she won't accept your point or opinion about anything. You basically just take what she says as being the only answer. When I heard that I didn't sign up..