I don't know what came over me, it just seemed like the natural thing to do. I had to hear her voice.We hadn't spoken in months, and then only very co...rteously because our mutual friends were around. When I heard Elizabeth answer that phone, my heart skipped a beat."Ian?" I'm still in love with you," I blurted out. "I thought I wasn't, but I am. I never stopped. I don't think I ever will. You don't have to say anything, if you don't want to. I just—I needed to tell you."There was a long, awful. It was only a few years ago that he discovered he had a useless talent he never before suspected a man could have. He could be a girl. A teenager, to be specific.David Ibsen, a longtime friend of Harvey's was the first to spot it. He'd tease Harvey from time to time, but never think twice about it. But a drunken bet made by David and his friends resulted in Harvey making himself up to be a teenage girl for a day, and he collected some easy cash. He was unnervingly convincing as such. He was no. She felt him move away and she squeezed her eyes shut, wanting whatever came next to surprise her in its brutality and it's care. He was very rough as he bound each ankle, scraping her tender legs with the rope, snapping the end of it against her other calf as he wound, giving her little licks and kisses of pain as he firmly tied each ankle to the bed posts, forcing her feet apart and exposing the glistening wetness of her hot pussy. He could be so very loving and tender, but he could be so. I was a little taken aback at that as I had never seen her anything but fully clothed except when she had her one piece bathing suit on. I asked her what she needed and she said to come on in and she’d show mw. I went upstairs and she followed. She asked if I wanted anything to drink before she showed me what she needed. To make things easier I just said to get me a drink of water. She went into the kitchen out of site and I sat down on the couch that faced away from the kitchen. She then.