Within seconds he was sound asleep.Dan awoke at the thump of Simon's head hitting the door. Through bleary eyes he looked at the clock. Half past two ...n the morning, he's back at last. Probably blasted out of his tiny mind. He got up from the couch where he had fallen asleep some hours earlier and checked himself in the mirror. He had spent over an hour in the shower trying to scrub the feeling of Joe from his body. He hadn't really succeeded and whenever he thought of what had happened he. It came slowly andmost of the time I wasn't even aware of what was going on inside myhead. Subtly I started acclimatizing to thinking of myself as femalerather than male. I first noticed it when my voice started assuming thesame voice pattern as my mother and Kitty had. I was more aware of myemotions and felt that I now had an enormous palette of feelings tochoose from. Feelings I'd never thought existed before now became secondnature to me. I found myself more interested in other people as. . Ooooooh... Feels soooo good!" as he altered the pace of his strokes. When he picked up the tempo and began pumping her harder, she was whimpering with pleasure, emitting a series of strangled yelps in time with the spasms of her body: "Uh!...Uh!....Uh!As their sweaty bodies pounded together, she gradually drew her legs back further and further until her feet were locked up around his neck. Her breasts jiggled with each hard push of her lover as his muscled buttocks flexed rhythmically between. As though reading her mind her Mum said sharply, “You can still go to Aunty Steph when you want to be spanked, but I will deal with you in future when you are naughty.” Becky gasped and asked, “You know I go to Aunty Steph to be spanked?” Sheila looked stern when saying, “She is my sister, of course she told me, and I said it was OK to spank you if you wanted to be. This is different though. Now you will need to keep to my rules.” Becky replied pensively, “Rules?” Sheila snapped back, “Yes.