." But what? Go look in the mirror again, then tell me that any of yourfriends would know that the girl standing there is really you!" They wouldn't I...guess, but..." You know," mom said ignoring my pleading eyes, "if you had been born agirl, your name would have been Susan, so how about we call you that,while you're dressed as a girl I mean." Yeah, whatever, I guess, but.... this is so...I feel like a dork mom,I don't think I can..." Okay then," she said, still ignoring me, "now that we have. ?" Jennifer!" she shouted back."Hi Jennifer, my name's Dennis and the quiet guy over here is Bill!"The other heavily dressed man smiled and nodded a silent hello."We oughta get going!" shouted Dennis as he helped Jennifer from the truck."I don't know about you two but I sure could use a nice bowl of soup!"They then mounted the still idling snowmobiles."I hope the boys had the good sense to get some dinner started!" Bill yelled to his friend."Doubtful buddy, very, very doubtful!" Dennis answered. Her features were softer, cuter. Their blood-relation apparent.I stared into her eyes, the same shade as her brother's eyes, and came.“You fucking slut!” I howled as my asshole writhed about Petra's plunging fingers. My pussy convulsed so hard juices gushed out, splattering my friend's face. I stared into Krystal's eyes as the waves of pleasure rippled through my body. They washed into my mind, stars dancing around her mischievous face.I bucked. My ass lifted off the floor, smearing my. I just hope this works after the Matthews have spent so much money buying me supplies."Art sat quietly watching as she finished the sketch. Handing it to him, she smiled, "You're easy to draw. Hope you like it."Art stared in awe at the sketch, wondering how someone so young could have so much talent. "This is perfect. I'm going to frame it. Thank you."As soon as Art left, Hope stretched out on the couch, the mental fatigue from the tension having drained her energy. In minutes, she was soundly.