I was still a Cancer, however, as Alice Spencer-Killdare was born on the twenty-fifth of June in Sydney. For my birthday, Eoin's mother took me shoppi...ng again, still trying to deck me out in the height of lady-like fashion. Per Eoin's suggestion, I always allowed Lady Spencer (or grandmother, as I called her) or Lady Ancen (Elizabeth, William's mother) to buy me a few feminine outfits to go with my otherwise very preppy, very boyish personal style. I still owned jeans and sweats, I just rarely. She couldn’t hurt someone who had helped reawaken those desires, at least not at this time.Maddie looked like a buffed-out Emily Proctor from the TV series CSI: Miami. She was short in stature with toned muscular legs that seemed to ripple with chiseled perfection as she twisted and turned at the waist while disrobing. Her upper body was just as taut; her breasts weren’t large so she accentuated them with a push-up bra. She didn’t have one ounce of fat on her. With a deep bronze skin tone she. I felt defiant and said, “I know who you are, mister.”He tilted his head. “You do? Don’t believe everything you hear and read.”“Why did you rape her?”His entire body slouched and he stared at his bare feet. “I didn’t, it was consensual, if you know what that means?”“Yeah, I do. Still, she was one of your students. If one of my teachers...”“Shush, child! You don’t know what you are talking about. When you feel love and lust for the first time, you will.”I stood with my mouth opened. This dude. While i was removing my gown, dad removed his coat and opened his zip and took out his long stout pole and fondling it. “how is my figure daddy…?” While biting my lips and keeping my right hand on my swollen pussy over the panty i asked walking towards him.. “you have perfect figure dear” he said.. “better than mummy’s…” i asked. “yah.. Much better than mummy’s”“it is very bad on your part that you are fondling your ding .. While i am here papa…” i said and knelt on the carpet and opened his.