His one and only wish was one that he knew he could neverhave; to have been born as one of them. So he simply watched themrunning up and down the fie...ld and imagined if it were only him.It was a feeling he'd had since he was very young. So far back that hecouldn't remember if and where he first came across the notion that hewould have preferred it if he had been born a girl. All he knew was thatit was a feeling that was so ingrained in him that it just felt right.Unfortunately he always knew. .perfect." It was beautiful to look down as she brought her legs up and let them drift apart. The opening of the crotchless bodysuit just seemed to open up like a fresh steamed clam. It framed the beautiful pink petals of her pussy beautifully. It looked tantalizing tasty as I could see and smell her warm sweet nectar glistening on her swollen pink labia. I was tempted to dive down and eat her to a bone-jarring orgasm, but today, my target was lying just south of that slippery little hole. I. " Stop that!" I said. "I don't speak French."She huffed, and stood up. "Vous n'avez pas? C'est ce que vous pensez."She was mad. "Tous droits. ?tre comme ?a." But her chair didn't pushback like you would have expected it to, maybe to even actually fallback - she seemed pretty mad and stood very fast. It's like she wasmade of smoke. I snuck a look down and saw the lower part of her thighssticking through the chair's seat.She glared at me, and I shivered again. Imagine being stared down by. "I want to go. I don't want to die."Deathmaster looked at her with a stern face. "I don't have the authority to release you woman. You have been sentenced by the high court to be put to death. The die is cast. There is no turning back now."Two very large guards came after that and put Sally in manacles once again. They also stuffed a large gag ball in her mouth and taped it in place so she could not scream. Then, as she shuffled along in her bare feet, the short chain on the ankle irons.