The woman had, long ago when her daughter Beersheba was little more than a baby, committed the same sin as had Elizabeth’s sister, and for this she ...ed the life she did, halfway between that of a slave and an animal. Beersheba, a year younger than Elizabeth, ran out to greet and the two girls, bosom friends since childhood, embraced. Mister Ackroyd was in his cider shed, filling the last of four pottery demi-johns from the barrel, and when Elizabeth knelt for his blessing, he smiled down at her. ..I fe...feel..." he grunted."Feminine?" Madge cooed as she giggled."Y...yes!" he gasped. And then she felt Timmy tense his legs and reallytake hold of the counter top. His legs gleamed in the light, the slendermuscles now visible under the filmy nylon fabric as his body shuddered andhe stumbled on his stiletto heeled tip-toes. And then Madge stoppedrubbing then pulled her hands up tightly into the feminized crotch. Timmygasped again then let out a stuttering, pleasured moan as Madge felt. Besides, I thought she might enjoy this more if she thought she was forcing something new on me. And I wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself. Never eaten pussy, huh?", she said with a nasty smirk. "Well, that's definitely going to change." She laughed to herself as she said this. "But you want to today, don't you, slut?" The tone of the conversation was beginning to change. "Well, I…" "I SAID you want to, don't you!" Taking the hint, I responded in a low voice, "Yes, I want to eat some. I admitted to her that I had tried sex with Adam. I expected her to be disappointed and lecture me. But instead, she just exclaimed, “Well, you held off much longer than I did. I had better see about getting you on the pill.”Without thinking, I opened my mouth and out popped, “But you and dad didn’t meet until you were nineteen?”“Oh, there were many before him,” she said, suddenly placing her hand over her mouth, realising what she had just admitted to.We had the most open talk I had ever.