She gasped and nodded her approval. She spread her legs and arched her hips towards me as my tongue found her juicy snatch. I started slowly enjoying...that wonderful taste and smell lapping up her wetness like it was some erotic candy, only this was much better than any candy. Shivers and waves of excitement again flooded every ounce of my being. Her moans and sighs began to come faster. I slid two fingers in and slowly moved them in and out as I licked her swollen clit furiously. With my. Its who you have always been. Its who you were born to be. Most gurls have always known they weren’t “real men”. Even as k**s they felt their true feminine persona coming out. Many have spent years trying to hide it, pretending to be “macho” and masculine but knowing deep down they were just putting on a front. It was a front they could not maintain. Some recognize who they are early on and give in. But eventually you become who you are meant to be. For a gurl it’s becoming a sissy slut.It. Sloot arrived just prior to midnight. His sergeant had notthought the threat was credible, and preferred to leave it. He didallow his officer to go to the scene and call for reinforcements ifnecessary.Nick had several young boys at the entrance to the park and reserve,equipped with walkie-talkies, since there was no cell service deep inthe reserve. They called in a half hour after midnight to report thatthree dilapidated old school busses full of men had sped through thegates.Only two busses. When I got home I was in for a worse surprise. I saw Mrs. Johnson’s car in front of our house. Oh, shit! Did she know? What do I do now?I entered the house sheepishly, knowing full well that I was in for a thrashing. I just hoped it didn’t include assault charges.When I entered, my mother and Mrs. Johnson were sitting on the couch and Lily was standing off to one side, staring at the floor. Maybe she couldn’t even sit down. The two mothers looked up at me, one with unbridled hatred and the.