Well it started years ago when my uncle married this lady lets say her name is…. Sarah (You never know she may stumble across this) and fuck was she...sexy. Small frame, medium sides tits short blonde hair and an ass to die for. Many a nights were spent masturbating over her; I also managed to steal a pair of her pants and sniffing them while jerking it off.Well fast forward to 2011 and she is getting divorced so she is alone most to if not all the time. I have been around her new rented house a. I run my tongue lightly down the side of your neck, around your ear. I slide down and kiss your nipples, I suck the nipple harder, and you moan. I take it gently between my teeth and pull, lightly at first, then a little harder. I flick and circle your nipple with my tongue, as my other hands slips down between your thighs. You respond immediately to my touch. You bathe my fingers with your milky wetness, so that they slide across you and into you with ease. I work two fingers inside you. I. Why do we needpictures?"Come here," Mrs. B said as she pulled me in front of a full lengthmirror. "Look in the mirror. What do you see?" I did not answer."I see a beautiful young woman. You have transformed yourself intoanother person. I bet your own parents wouldn't recognize you. Don'tworry. I won't show them to anyone. But, one day you'll want to lookback and remember this. Believe me."She was right. I looked nothing like my male self. I did look like ayoung woman. "Okay, Mrs. B I trust. "Yes, Mistress," I replied.She got up from the bed, leaving the room and me still wanting. I heard the muffled sound of talking. There couldn't be anyone else. I was sure the house was empty. But if it was empty, then who was she talking to? I wished I wasn't blindfolded.The room suddenly became very cold and the game didn't feel so much like a game anymore. My helplessness and the situation I was in finally struck home.The door opened and I did my best to close my legs in an attempt to protect.