We can’t do anything more for Sandra until we know more. Right now, all we’ve got are guesses.”All except for a small end piece, the coffee cake...was consumed. Benny unplugged the coffee pot. It was still too hot to wash, so he set it aside. Cathy and Sandra straightened up the mess on the table, tossing the paper towels and wiping the table clear of crumbs.Tim, Benny, and Cathy went out while Sandra remained behind to call the city office handling the sale of the properties. It wasn’t quite. But I've still got the body of a boy." I can alter that," she said.I looked at her. "How?" I asked disbelievingly. Of course I had someideas. And some knowledge gained from my research on the internet.She took a small bag from the back of her car."In this jar is a cream. Put it on each day and soon you'll have breastsas pert as your sister's. The cream in this one will stop your body hairfrom growing. These pills will make you feel like a woman." She pausedsmiling, "And the CD will help you act. She smiled her sweetest smile, kissed me and licked her index finger. I could see how she slowly circled around her slit, ever so slowly inserting her finger. Soon I could hear her sex juice make little splash sounds as she began to masturbate more intensely. She started breathing hard as she approached her clit. I knew how she moved her fingers inside herself, how she got wetter and wetter, how her pussy juice tasted from many times of mutual masturbation, licking and sex. Indeed, we had had. So I did what a good cocksucker would always do, I began sucking. "Trust me, once you have some rich preppy white boy, or some white all-star quarterback or some white coach or professor begging to suck your dick or take it in his ass, you'll never go back to just women," he said. I imagined that as exciting as it was for me to suck a big black cock, it must be equally exciting to have white boys willing to sexually serve you at a moment's notice. "Oh yeah, they will beg," he said. He then said.