He was really enjoying his new experiences as he transitioned from gay to bisexual. Victoria rolled to her side and Douglas rolled with her. They held...to each other and gently caressed each other’s sweaty body. Victoria pushed Douglas on his back and then she kissed her way down his chest passed his stomach to his cock. Douglas gasped when Victoria took his cock in her mouth and sucked it clean of their combined juices. Then she moved up his body and kissed him deeply shoving her tongue in his. Come on now. You know you're Daddy's number one girl," Dad said as he tried to calm me down, unsuccessfully trying to hug me as his still half-erect cock thumped against my belly."Who is this bitch?" the blond screeched, as Dad held me in check."This my daughter, Christy." Christy, this is Maggie," Dad said as he sat us both down on the couch beside him, the two of us glaring at each other.Suddenly the blond's mood changed. "Oh my God, Christy. I have heard so much about you. I feel like I. Your servant called me to come help." Yes," the woman said. "We'll run. Come, Jenny." She pulled the girl to her feet. "Let us grab a few things. You go talk to Mandy. Tell her we're leaving. We'll be right down."They left the room, arm in arm, the girl's legs wobbly, and climbed to the third floor while I checked the bodies for money and looked for weapons. The young officer with his sword in him lay still. I found one good purse but no pistols or muskets in the second-floor rooms. I hurried. Some of her visitors were readily identifiable by their request for particular garments to be worn. The visitors never had names, so she had to invent nicknames for them in her own mind. The 'Kind Man', for instance, always wanted her dressed in simple clothes such as an ordinary working class young wife might wear; the Bishop always wanted a nun's habit with no underwear, and so forth. She knew that this was someone who had not visited before, because she had never been asked to greet someone.