Sandy came to meet her, dressed in a sweat shirt and jeans. He glanced at her tightly zippered knit shirt and brief skirt."Hi," he said, reaching to s...ake Helen's hand. "I didn't really expect to see you today of all days, with the weather like this." I never got here the other day. Then I was out of town over the weekend until yesterday, and this afternoon I decided to go to Beziers," Helen replied. "Do some shopping, order some wine. When I came this way, I remembered that I'd said I'd come. "Hello, Uncle Conrad. Do you want to come in?" she asked sweetly."Yes, dear. We came to see your Uncle Gus or your Father," I told her with a return smile."They are in the dining room. Our Moms are making breakfast," she told us, as she opened the door wider. We three stepped inside and Lesia helped her close the door."This way!" young Margie told us and led us down the hall to the dining room. Gus and Sean were in there going over some kind of schedule or spreadsheet. They looked up as we. Big boys are just different. They aren’t out to impress or strut around like puny peacocks. They simply ooze natural self-confidence, in the full knowledge that they are at the top of the masculine ladder. Being embraced by a big macho beast, and succumbing to his lust, is like an elixir to me. When I see a huge manly alpha, my pussy tingles with anticipation. I always dream about being dragged off to a cave by my hair, for a brutal fucking by one of these rugged creatures.I believe you may. Rhonda cut me off again."And all the boys here tonight are super cute, so it's not like you'regoing to draw some dork's name," Jill added.Finally I managed to squeeze a word in. "Chuck knows that I wasn't borna woman and was just trying to help me fulfill the terms of the curse,whatever they are," I protested. "I don't want him to stick his dick inmy mouth!"For the first time Angie spoke. "No but you want to become a man againdon't you? Learning how to be a woman is all that will do that,.