I didn't look like anyone shecould recognize as her family anymore, and that obviously bothered usall, but it hit her the hardest. Everyone kept want...ng to know how I wasadapting to being a woman now, but the truth was I hadn't really adaptedyet.I hadn't let myself think about how my body reacted to stimuli, howcompletely foreign every movement felt. The physical therapist had toldme I'd feel like that for a while, but that it should subside once I hadmore time to get used to my new body.I. She walked over to me in her red thong and slowly pulled of my clothes. My cock was as hard as it has ever been now as she ran her smooth soft hands down my long thick shaft; she got down on her knees and slowly placed her gentle lips on the head of it; sucking gently and licking around the tip with her tongue. I tilted my head back in pleasure and grunted a little as her mouth began to take the whole length of my cock inside of it. She sucked my cock with such passion and desire, getting every. She longed to see what he hid under his robes, ached to taste his cock and yearned to feel him buried balls deep in her molten wet cunt. And here she was, once again, begging for forgiveness that would be granted if only for this moment. “Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession” her voice low, and properly humble as she looked through the lattice, watching his still silhouette. “What brings you back so soon seeking God’s forgiveness?” Father Tom. Mrs. Taylor laughed, "Yes, there is. I was just wondering if Sandy wouldbe interested in working some of our catering jobs. It pays eight anhour. We could sure use more table help." Oh, Sandy, say yes," Julia squealed. "It's not hard and I'd love tohave a friend to work with. It'd only be on weekends during school, soit wouldn't get in the way of homework or anything." Eight an hour? Sounds interesting," I mused. "What kind of clotheswould I need?" We all wear white shirts - and black pants for.