"I am really a girl."She, as we must now call her, didn't know why she said that, but itseemed just right."I can see that dear, with your long blond h...ir, girlish body and thosepanties, you can only be a girl." Yes," chipped in his sister, "you make a lovely girl and it's muchnicer than being a nasty boy. We can go shopping, talk about girliethings and be ever so close, now." Let's get you dressed," said practical Mummy.In no time, Michelle, as she was now to be called, was dressed in one ofher. That was why these guys were good, why they got the big money. Ok, it was why they were good. It was just going to be a tougher day at the office than usual, that's all.We were up most of the night redoing the battle plans. The new location was in a narrow valley, with just enough room for helicopters to land. There were hills and mountains pretty much all around. In other words, if you couldn't get out by copter the same way you came in, it was going to be a long walk home through mountainous. Foster ... if you tell us what we want to know and if it's the truth." And will you let me stay in business? Like I am now?" As long as you don't break the law. How old are you?" I'm fifteen years and six months." But how did you get started in your business?"Uh, an older boy kind of raped me when I was twelve ... I told him no but he did it anyway. After that I did it a few times and then I figured out I could make easy money giving blow jobs. Then Mister Smart caught me at the church and .... I want a cock to suck. Right now."“Uh, yes. Yes, absolutely. I’m on my way, in fact, this very minute." I heard a door close, then an engine starting. Guys—they’re so predictable. It’s kind of sweet.I ended the call, got the coconut oil out of my drawer, pulled my pants down and kicked them off, rolled my panties off, and slowly spread the oil over my clitoris. I felt a warm glow of anticipation as I began to stroke myself.It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door. From the shaky.