Each step, each movement etched into my brain. No matter how I tried to ignore what she did, I could feel her thoughts, her way of life overwriting my...own.As I walked down the stairs to the small kitchen I knew where the girls would be sitting, were Mum would be sitting and that I was going to have toast for breakfast. I never had breakfast, hadn?t since I was about 14 years old. Now I sat with the others of Sarah's family munching toast, looking at the clock, seeing the minutes tick by,. " Ok.." Tell me the story. Why are you a girl?"I told her the whole story, everything... I was so embarrassed... I almostcried."I see... I mean, it's kinda funny when you think about it! Like a comedicsituation from a movie! And you really do look great. Better than meprobably, haha!" Yeah.. I don't know.. I just want this to be over." Over? Come on, you have a chance to see the world from the other side.Why would you want this to be over. Use this opportunity, explore thefemale side of life.. He held her head between his hands, stroking her hair, he moaned as he watched her in the mirror.She reached down to her wet lips and as she slid her fingers inside, she took him into her mouth. "ohhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss." He watched her in the mirror as she took her wet fingers from her pussy and began to massage her clit. He moved his hips slowly to her, gently rocking as she sucked him and pleasured herself.Her legs parted a little more as she rolled her clit between her fingers. She could. “Señor Valdonado, I would like to introduce to you, Señor Jeremiah Trail and his beautiful wife, Señora Kellyanne. They have graciously accepted your invitation to stay three days in hopes of purchasing some of our Rancho Valdonado mares and maybe even a stud.”“Señor Trail, I am honored to have you and your beautiful wife come to our rancho and stay with us.“Señora Trail, please accept the humble comforts of my hacienda and make this your home during your stay with us.”“Thank you, Señor. We are.