I barely recognized myself. My body was curvaceous and ... dare I say it.... sexy. My legs look long and sculpted perched upon these heels. I walked c...loser to the mirror to get a good look. My face, while obviously heavily made up, was a make up perfection. I could not even see the rubber prosthetic on my nose. In dim or night-light, I would be fine.Standing there before the mirror, there was no reason I would not believe I was a woman."Miracle worker," said Lena.Josephine was not one to argue,. "I'll try not to be so good next time." At least you're thinking there will be a next time. I can't wait." I said leaning down and kissing her. "But I'm afraid no matter what you try in order not to be so good, it would be like asking Paris Hilton to speak on the merits of abstinence. It can't be done. You're just too damned hot and sexy and you'll just have to learn to live with it I'm afraid, and I'll just have to live with thinking about Mrs. Hanson."She laughed and then she said more. .. d-down there." Mmmm-hmmmm," Linda purred, taking Marty's trembling hand and guiding it under her skirt so he could feel her sopping panties, how wet her pussy was for him. "Then what?" M-made me use my finger." Show me how, darling. Do the same thing to me that you did with Sally." I can't. Not with my own mom! It was bad enough with my cousin," Marty protested. Then he proved himself a liar by beginning to finger fuck Linda's squishing cunt through her panties."Was this how you made Sally. Ascending to the position of Deity in the secret order is the second highest honor of the resurrected African tradition. The highest honor and privilege went to the men who were selected to impregnate the initiate. As Goddess Mother, she was to give birth to a Prince or Princess that would one day reign supreme. No one man could be selected to father such a child lest his ego become distorted with delusions of grandeur. Twenty men were selected, each for their special talents, abilities, and.