He thencupped the breasts, making sure they were aligned correctly. He thenstood before Kevin, and with a pleading voice, asked, "Say, can you pullup ...he zipper in the back for me, please?" Heh sure, anything for you, dear."Kevin walked over to Dan and pulled up the zipper up to the base of theneck, then put a small skin flap over the tab where the zipper was at,concealing Marissa's true nature. He had known about Marissa for sometime, Dan's other self and perhaps his better self in Kevin's. They were still fucking. Her brother started to moan. Judge Cooke whispered to me, Watch them, watch him cumming in her little cunt ! When he said that, he pinched my clit really hard. I whimpered, as he did it. He then said, Myra, a little girl has to learn, that sometimes a man likes to hurt the girl or woman he is fucking. As Sharon and her brother, collapsed in each others arms. Judge Cooke reached over and turned my face toward him. He said, Myra, you must learn that a girls little pussy,. “Hey.”“Hello, Mr…” Kim begins to say.As I consider our prearranged agreement, I cut her off. “Please call me Chris.”“That sounds fair. Hello Chris.”Her voice is as sexy as she is. She’s dressed in a loose-fitting bright yellow sundress. Her hair is down, and she’s barefoot. With shaking hands and sweaty palms, I manage to say, “Hello. You look nice tonight.”“Thank you, Chris.”Sara walks over and hands me a glass of wine. “Here drink this. It will help calm you down.”“Thank you, Sara.”“Why don’t. I sat on the floor for a long time, and realizedthat I didn't even need to choose. I had made my choice early the daybefore, when I invited my boss back to my place...no, I made that choicewhen I dressed up to go to the book store. No, I really made that choicea long time ago when I started to wear my mother's lingerie. I wasreally nothing but a pathetic sissy, and it made me sad somehow. Slowly,and with tears running down my face, I silently nodded my head, placingmyself at the total.