In fact, I said, “Now, my sweet little whore, I want to hear you scream.”She laughed as she wrapped those delightful legs around me and pulled me ...nto her.“I don’t think I can even sit up,” Andy moaned. She was exhausted as was I. We were drenched in our own sweat, smelled of sex and had fucked ourselves to the edge of unconsciousness. We struggled to our feet and dressed. As she started to put on her panties, I stopped her, extending my hand for her to give me the panties. She turned a beet. My wife was at her sisters all week so I had seen a lot of Jessie. She had been great, said she'd stay the night if I needed.I heard the TV in the family room, pulled my jacket off and made my way towards the sound.She lay on the couch, asleep, her body splayed, her skirt pushed up, exposing her young teenage thighs.She was such a lovely young thing, smooth white skin, blond hair, small firm breasts. She wore a little half t and short pleated skirt, I moved closer, seeing her little pink. While Billy was loading my truck I stayed in his house and spoke with Theresa about Big Tony. I told her that Ellen was trying to fix him up with Aunt Betty and Theresa thought that was funny. I told her that we were all going on a picnic on Saturday and asked her if she wanted to maybe meet us there with all the kids and make a day of it. She said that she'd be there even if Billy didn't come too. I felt a little better after talking with Theresa and letting her know about Ellen's. "Isn't it amazing" Mom asked? "You're going to walk into that hospitalas a 16 year old boy and walk out as a 46 year old woman."I did think it was amazing. It was a miracle as far as I was concerned.**********Every thing went like clock work the next morning. We arrived at thehospital thirty minutes early, which gave me an extra 30 minutes to thinkabout what I was doing. I sat next to my mother and looked up at theexit sign above the door. Exit is spelled Salida in Spanish.I wasn't.