Beth?mom?and I finally both made our own peace with the reality of it,but you can't begin to imagine what it was like unless you have livedit. God, I ...eel like I want to cry....this is why I try not to reliveit. Thank you, honey. Thank you for holding me. Thank you for nottreating me like some kind of monster.I needed regular physical therapy for quite a while as I adjusted tothis body. I had to re-learn how to walk, sit, run, eat, and speak. Ihad to learn how my new body worked. That was quite. She knew how soft and cushiony it felt, having knelt upon it so many times in the past. Silk wall paper, colored in the most royal of blues, adorned the walls. “Mimi, you look beautiful today,” Mistress Katrina stated. Mimi stood still, posture straight, and let her Mistress gaze on her. She had taken great care with her appearance today. Her feminine skirt, a flattering soft pink, floated gracefully around her knees. Knowing how much her lady detested pantyhose, she wore a lacy white garter,. ." and sent the full girth of his cock into my hungry pussy. Working me with full strokes, his hands fell to my hips as he began using my momentum against his thrusts. His balls and my tits slapping against me were all I could hear as he barreled away into me. At some point, he'd spread my ass wide and sink his thumbs into my gaping hole. His thumbs turned into two fingers, and then three. It was about here I started to hear a few voices around me saying "Rodeo that slut!","Get it, son!", and. . I guess so..." You're not sure? You bring some boy home with you an' you're not sure if he's your boyfriend?" We're jus'... you know... hangin' out together." Is that what you were jus' doin'?" queried Gloria."Yeah," Myrna admitted."Looks like you mighta been doin' more 'n jus' hangin' out, girl," said Gloria. "I hope you remember what I tol' you 'bout usin' protection. You don't wanna get knocked up while you still in school." Mom!" protested Myrna. "We're not havin' sex!" No?" No! We were.