.where the bloody hell are you you old bugger,” a voice called out from the other side of the clearing.“Oh god!” Ella cried, unable to control t...e sensations coming from her cunt as that rasping tongue dragged against her enlarged clitoris.“Sam….Sam….where the…..bloody hell!”“Mmmmmmm,” Cathy had to stifle her own cry as the flood of her orgasm poured over her son’s fingers.All four of the watched intently as an old man, probably in his seventies emerged into the clearing.“What the fu….” The old. His head shot up and he looked tothe closet mirror.What he saw stunned him. "Oh My God I'm... a Girl" she said in a girl'svoice." "How...." She touched her collar bone and looked at the beautifulface looking back at her. She had the face of beautiful young women about23 years old, long blonde wavy hair that tumbled down her face past hershoulders with big full lips and large blue eyes. Her face even resembleda little bit of what he looked like as a man "She could be my twinsister... But it's me. I let him tell me how much he wanted to fuck my friends, and begged him to tell me more as I put my mouth on him, as I touched him, as I swallowed his semen and my anger in one gulp. I gave. I gave as I never had before. And no one knew. I never told a single soul how much it destroyed me a little every day. How I felt like I was just biding my time, just waiting to die. How the only thing keeping me from doing it myself was the thought of my beloved little child. The only thing worth living. Swallowing it all exhausted him, and he fell back onto the pillow."Where am I?" Where no one will ever find you." What have you done to me?" Don't you remember the personal advertisement you responded to? Or coming to my apartment? Or the legal papers that you signed?"It was all coming back to him, but there was something else. He struggled to put it together. "I feel like I've been here before..." Dear, sweet, innocent Pat. Did you really think those stories you read on the Internet weren't.