I guess that when the money someone paid to keep him locked up ran out, they just released him." Christ, what a mess. Well, there's our tie in between...the Cheswick crowd and the Mendoza Cartel, at least another one."Mark went to the phone and called downstairs. "Please send up a heavy duty trash bag. We have some pretty bad stuff to throw away." Good idea." Rachel thought a moment. "Let Claude have one of your suits to wear. I bet he's skinny enough to fit in one now. Claire and I can take him. I was sittingfacing the mirror with a sense of disbelief.The girl in the mirror couldn't be me. Yet when I moved, she moved, Ibrushed my hair gently behind my ear and the girl in the mirror did thesame. How could my mother and sister do this to me?I was a boy; at least I thought I was. The image in the mirror told mesomething else; the image was that of a very pretty girl. My mother andsister had worked on my hair and eyebrows giving me a more feminine look.But it is my face I am looking at, my. She replied she was going to have a shower after the long journey and would see them downstairs.Before she got in the shower she opened her overnight bag and pulled out a black and white maxi dress, not over the top but just enough to be suitable for the evening.She got in the shower, she hadn’t shaved that morning so set about the task taking everything off, she washed her hair and then just enjoyed the feeling of the water cascading over her, bringing her back to life.The shower was very. It was big and wide and round and despite its massive size it was also surprisingly firm. As I gazed upon it I felt as if the pressure my erection was pushing against my pants was going to cause it to come busting right out of my zipper.Just then, she let out an annoyed ah hem, and said today boy, the nurse could be back any minute. Wasting no more time, I dropped to my knees, pressed my lips firmly to one of her cheeks and kissed her big beautiful black ass. I didn’t tell you to stop, she.