" Good! I won't call mom. Or nobody else. You can hide here." And..." he said, waiting for the catch."Just be my big sister!" the twelve-year-old smil...d."Oh, no!" John cried, up again. "That's out!" Come on! You're a star: You know all about makeup, and clothes, and how to walk and talk, and... Boys!" I don't know anything about any of that, and more! Besides: Jeanni Lamphear has consultants and professionals for all of that! She was a tomboy until 'Daughter of Scream Queen!' and what I know. In my mind, he needed to be put into some kind of hell of his own making. A hell that would not let him off the hook for a long time. I made sure of where he was living from calling his employer and pretending I was a client who wanted to send him a personal item for being so nice to me. The secretary at first was evasive, but once I mentioned several things that I knew about a certain client, she came out with what I needed fairly easily. It had paid for me to keep some memory of Susan’s. What if... it workedbut only a certain number of times. I couldn't imagine anything worsethan getting stuck as a man. I loved being a woman far too much for that.Some women I'd known had a bee in their bonnet about how much easier menhad it than them, especially when it came to feminine hygiene and theconstant pressure to look our best. I wasn't one of these women. Lookinggood was one of my main sources of fun and relaxation. Paying for sixmonths in advance at the local gym and spa had been one. Jill then dances over to me. She turns around and pulls down the thong, while bending over. Her pussy and ass we the most perfect thing I ever saw. The then sinks down into a full split in front of me. Gets on the floor, and give me the full leg spread view. It is amazing . She then slowly runs her hand from her mouth to her pussy, and starts to rub it. She is fingering herself slowly with two fingers. She brings them up and rubs her own clit, while moaning. I then see Beth coming.