" said Lena, shaking her head."No, I mean inside. In my mind. In my heart. In my soul." She started to cry."Are you crying because you're sad?" asked ...ena."No. I'm crying because I'm happy!" said Molly. "I don't know why, I can't explain it, but I feel so *happy* that I'm a girl."Lena held her hand, and they smiled at each other.***Over the following months, Molly forgot more and more about her former life. It grossed her out that she had ever been a boy. Her female body just felt *right*. But. Maine kaha ki dil nahi karta padhne ka.toh usne kaha main tumahra dil set karungi.ab woh pehle se bhi jyada hot kapde pehnane lagi.ek din usne mujhe pakad liya jab main book ki jagah uske boobs ko dekh raha tha.usne mujhe roka nahi aur meri taraf dekhne lagi.achanak usne mujhe kaha ki aaj padhai ki jagah kuch aur karte hain.woh foreign mein rehne ke karan modern thinking ki thi.yeh sunte hi maine apna hath uske boobs par rakh diya.waah kya boobs the.phir maine uske western kapde utare.main us. Mr. Jones’s dick hangs down almost to his knee, and is bigger around than my arm. I could barely get the head in my mouth. Yes, I put it in my mouth and he shot all this white stuff down my throat, and I swallowed all of it, and he gave me 100 dollars. I took off all my clothes and let him touch me all over, and it felt so good, I passed out. I had cream coming out of my pussy, like never before. He stuck his fingers in all my h-les, but couldn’t get it very far in my pussy, because he said. That you’ll curse me for it and thank me in the same breath.” The words were barely audible, wetted lips brushing his ear as she articulated them. Her fingers toyed with strands of his hair.“And once I’ve …” He sidled past the word ‘submitted’. “… Once I’ve agreed to your game, once you’ve tied me again, is there no escape?”“Well there’s brute strength. Of which I’m sure you’ve quite a lot. And there’s something you can say. A phrase to stop the whole thing and spoil all my plans.”“A phrase of.