Penis!"Cheryl's voice was high-pitched again. "That's right, Jeffrey. I changed us before we left. It's the last surprise I could ever keep from you."... You mean... We're a girl?" Jeffrey's voice asked."You'll know in a minute. Come on. Let's get it over with."Jeffrey's voice answered. "I thought you'd never ask. But let's have a shake first. You get it. It's your body and you know how to handle it." No, silly, it's OUR body. You know as much about it as I do." Will you just drink a shake,. . with a slightly expectant dull ache in her loins.It no longer mattered to her why she was here ... a dare gone wrong ... a fantasy taken too far ... perhaps simple karma. She found herself here, naked, cuffed at the wrists and ankles, gagged tightly and collared. The long line of men walked by her, occasionally slapping her ass or tits or slipping a finger in her pussy or anus. She'd found a place where she belonged, where she could be happy.She'd known many men. She knew they found her. We lived together in a house outside of town. At this point in our lives, he was growing up no doubt. All you had to do was buy shoes for him to know it definitely. He was rambunctious as all kids are, maybe a little too competitive and rebellious, but I had grown up that way too, and it had gotten me an academic scholarship, awards and respect in my profession, mathematics. I had David when I was young. I’d like to say he was a ‘love child’, but he was more of a ‘one-night-stand child’. . She moaned ashis middle finger wedged itself between the moist lips of her vagina andfound her erect clitoris.Christine had had her eyes closed for the last several minutes as shehad been kissed and her boobs had been sucked. When his fingers foundher clitoris and began to massage it, her eyes flew open. She glanced tosee if anyone else had noticed what was taking place in the back seat ofthe darkened van as it sped along the dark Alaskan roadway. Thankfully,no one else was paying attention to.