“I’m sure Erica would love to see you too.”I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Why would Erica want to see me?”“Well, you know,” she s...id, “maybe moral support...”“Oh, for crying out loud, Mom.” I fiddled with my seatbelt. “I can see where Amy gets this stuff from.”“I’m just saying, it’s the holidays. I think it would be nice.”“Point taken,” was all I could bring myself to say.By the time we got back to the house, the wind had let up, but the snow was coming down as hard as ever. Amy hadn’t. As she continued down her body her hands grazed her pussy. She was wet, a lot wetter than she was expecting. Maybe she had only teased herself on the balcony. She finished up in the shower and wrapped herself in a large bath sheet. She walked through to her kitchen and poured a large glass of wine. Grabbing her bag she decided to go and make the most of the warm night and went to sit on the balcony. She sat facing the flats where the party was now in full flow. She took a long slug of her wine. She laughed and said she enjoyed being the last woman I would ever have sex with. She told me that one of the women I had used wanted revenge, and hired her to turn me into a woman. The original plan was for me to become a hooker, so Mildred added a nymphomania spell. But, Mildred said turning me into a hooker was a waste, so she did something else to me, but didn't say what."After that, I wound up at the bus stop and met you. You treated me so nicely that I fell in love with you, despite the. We had business to discuss about the product they wanted to purchase from us. It was out of the territory we controlled but things were calm these days or so I thought. It was a muggy hot night with a haze that created images in the moon light shadows. As I turned the corner close to the meet I got a strange feeling.A light inside a van parked near where I was supposed to meet Craig caught my attention. Unfortunately for me I noticed too late, as I saw the flash of gun fire. I fell off my bike.