" Instead, a journey is required, along a "highway" that is "as empty as it is long,/ TravelingFrom coast to coast/ And lonely between Fallon/ And th... east." Fallon is on U. S. Route 50, the "Loneliest Road in America." This highway indicates the loneliness of the journey toward transformation, here represented as the civilization of the "East," a religious and mystical compass point; the shemale, the anima suggests, must work out his-her own salvation; no one can become the new creature. " She didn't let go of me. "Matt, stay with me till Daddy gets home in a couple of hours. Please?" I would have been insane not to; here was a young girl clearly in distress; never mind she'd been my best friend's daughter. We sat in the living room and talked awhile, Casey eventually calming down. "You know your dad always tells me to look in on you and take care of you while he's gone," I reassured her. "I'm just glad this was one of the days I was home." Casey gently rubbed my thigh.. Lana came out of the kitchen with a latex glove on her hand. And a small bag. She reached in and pulled out my blindfold placing it around my head. They must have gone by our house when they were out."Just for a little while." she said. I felt her gloved hand caressing my still burning buns. "We need to see if you are clean baby," and she plunged a finger in my ass.She pumped it a bit causing my penis to stir to life. She pulled out and stuck it back in a couple of times and then grabbed and. Tears start toroll down my cheeks."I'm going to be punished because you couldn't keep your dirty cocksucking lips off my clit! You were TOLD you are not allowed to cumwithout permission., yet you just cant seem to control yourself!"I want to shout, scream, plead with her, I want to say that we don'tneed to tell Mistress, but as quickly as that thought pops into myhead, I know it's the absolute worse thing we can do.So I quickly dismiss it, locking it away, never to be thought again.."I guess.