” He nodded to the Englishman, who motioned to someone outside and stepped out of the building. Two more men entered and tossed a scared young woman...into the room. She fell to the floor, looking up in horror at Igazi. Igazi walked over to the girl and looked at Helena, the guards keeping their guns on her.“This,” he said, clapping his hand on the girl’s shoulder. She let out a yelp, but he looked down at her and she cringed back. “is Umiwama. Her village’s tribute was inadequate, so I took her. Yesterday, she made me come straight home after school. She had taken me first to get a haircut and then clothes shopping. I hadn't realized that when women go shopping for a new outfit they buy from the skin out. She insisted I buy socks and underwear (Fortunately, she didn't make me model them.). Then we went to an actual men's store and purchased a suit. She did make me model those. I must have tried on ten different suits before she was satisfied. It took another hour or so to pick out the. We squeeze our way there through all of the costumed people. Ann pulls me in tightly up against her. I have my arms around her with my hands resting on the bar. She reaches behind with her free hand and takes my cock out of my shorts and press the tip against her wet pussy. Once I feel the tip of my cock touching her tight, wet, pussy hole, I thrust forward, shoving the entite cock deep inside her. She lets out a soft moan, trying hard not to scream out as my big cock stretches her pussy. . Bless these individuals for taking time out for me. Ihad another advantage, a 200 hundred-acre backwoods - locally known as"the tanklots"; a left over from an early boom time of oil and refining.I am digressing, but I have to bring you the reader some semblance.During my formative years, I often questioned myself - Why Me? Why didI have this compulsion that I was not in the right gender; why did Ifeel female - was it to be closer to my mother? I searched librariesfor magazines, books that.