It did not matter she had been having sex with a thirteen year old boy, she wanted to “protect” her daughters.We got dressed and drove to my house... When we got there I thought it looked like the set for a fuck movie. Mom had her face buried in Brenda’s Pussy. Cindy was sucking Dad’s cock and Chrissie was applying lotion to Kim’s asshole. I knew what she had been doing. Mom got up from Brenda and greeted us. With a soul kiss. Mom never gave her a chance to start bitching about her daughters. She. The teenage body had gone. I was me again.But what did it mean?I flexed my fingers. Nothing was strange at all. No nail varnish. Nomini-skirt.I went to the cupboard with the mirror and opened it. It was my facelooking back at me. I sighed, relieved, realising I must have dreamedit.Then it clicked that something was different about my reflection.I was wearing dark red lipstick. It had been faint pink before.And there were hoop earrings hanging from my ears.Part TWOI stared at the hoop earrings. Robert and Gerry enter while their guards wait outside. This meeting had been arranged weeks ago through the US Embassy in Berant and by the Royal Intelligence Service liaison officer to the FBI. However, a part of today’s purpose recently got changed due to external factors and some new intelligence information.Meeting them at the door the Director shakes their hands while asking, “Good morning, gentlemen, how may I help you?” Both Robert and Gerry shake his hand before moving to the indicated. "Get comfortable. Put your pillow under your head."My butt is up in the air and my head is down on my pillow. I turn my head and look at the wall. I feel the weight of his body on my bed. He's scooting forward between my legs. I let out air when his penis rubs against my pussy. I close my eyes. My pillowcase is wet from my tears.He's moving his penis around. He's trying to find the right position. He pushes and his penis slips down. The position wasn't right. He searches again and this time I.