Refolding her hands she gave a slight bow walked to her chair and sat down. Sitting straight not touching the chair back, legs primly together and eye... downcast."Before we go any further my name is Debbie; no need for 'Mrs. Matthews.' Now please tell me a little bit about yourself."Kiki, as she was called, was originally from Okinawa in the Japanese islands. She was twenty years old and had been in the US for three years. Her cousin was a visiting professor at the university and she had come. "Because you still love her? Because she is yoursister?"Alejandra shook her head. "No, that's not why. I do love her but I knowshe is a cruel tyrant now. I would kill her to save the empire if Icould. I know it's possible, but then to claim the throne. I doubt thenobles and people would accept the one who killed her claiming thethrone. It simply would not work. It would split the empire apart andcause a rebellion and possibly another civil war. Someone else has to doit." Who?" asked. He had soft roundedcheeks, his chin narrowed into a easy point and his light hair grew longin soft waves. His sister told him he looked like a girl his age. He waswithdrawn, he wasn't very outgoing or dominant. By contrast, his sisterwas strong, She stood over six feet tall, and while she also looked likea woman, she has a very powerful persuasive personality. She could alsobe very mean as young Ali found out. She often picked on him and calledhim little Jasmine. His father tried to stop her. My lips on the other hand was not cute they were downrightpornographic. They were big and as a man who liked a nice set of lipson a woman. Of course right now I had them and man I bet a guy saw mehe would be thinking what I was thinking. After a few more minutes I hadinspected everything of this new female body except for one thing. Ilooked at the boxer briefs and the one thing I feared was finally athand. I stared at my crotch for several minutes and without eventhinking another second I.