Maybe she was wrong about him and maybe even wrong about her own abilities.“Are you done with your period now?”“Yes.”“Well I would like you ...o take off all your clothes and turn around and lean over the desk.”She quickly complied, as she had thought that maybe he was not attracted to her anymore and would turn her into Steve’s associates if he was bored with her. Mike took off his pants but left his shirt on and got behind her as she lay in a prone position over her large mahogany desk.“Mike,. ...UMMMMM ... AGHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" She moaned into his mouth and her hips jerked uncontrollably a couple of times. Emma 's body seemed to go completely boneless as she relaxed totally and laid her head on Mike 's shoulder. He could feel her hot breath on his neck. He removed his hands from where they had been toying with her nipples and resumed the soft caressing of her back. When her short, panting breaths slowed and started to become more normal, Mike turned on the couch and laid Emma down. I shivered."She needs a wig or at least a more feminine hairstyle." Tracey said toSarah. "There's a clean bra and panties on your bed. Go and put them onand come back to the kitchen.This time my bra and panties were scarlet with a black lace trim.So the girls took me to Tracey's room and Tracey said, "It's time wefinished your transformation. Here put this on" she said passing me ablack lace suspender belt and some fishnet stockings. "Attach yoursuspender belt in front then twist it round. “I love you.” She told me again. “I love you too. But I have to go now. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said softly. As I walked out I started thinking about everything that has happened. She is eight. I am fourteen. I am a freak, a pervert, an all around horrible person. I had sex with an eight year old. She wanted it and loved it, but it was still wrong. I couldn’t resist though and I really did love her. The next few months were the same. We would fuck whenever we had a chance. We grew really.