,She started to moan a bit but at that time I did not understand then she hugged me tight, take my one hand and put it on her boobs and pressed it wit...h her hand , as she was inviting me to press her boobs after that she took my other hand to her ghagrah which was already open and put it inside on her panties. It feels wet there, I thought she must have pissed in there, but then I find it sticky like gum so I did not under stood it, then she slowly put my hand under her panties and guided my. " she whispered.She walked around me, touching me all over, tweeking a nipple on thebreastforms and delighting in my jumping and shivering at her touch."Look up...look up and see yourself being fucked in the ass," she said."Look at the girl in those mirrors, that girl is you."My breath came in gasps, the intensity of the fucking...seeing myself inthis way...deeply feminine and erotic sensations intertwined in me."You've been that girl ever since you were five and felt the'difference'. Felt. It was a comfort, but made me sad at the same time. Would I get to hold him again? Would I feel his tender touch on my skin? Would I feel his lips on mine? Would I ever feel that magnificent cock cum inside me again? My clit tingled at the thought of Clinton inside me. How can I be sad and horny at the same time? As my hands slid over my nipples and down to my bush, I couldn't stop myself. I wanted him inside me at that moment. I slid my fingers up and down my slit, paying particular attention. "I've heard plentyof this conversation, Ellen, and you are way out of line here!" Look at this note!" She handed him the note. He read it and calmly foldedit and put it in his pocket."And...?" And!?!?!? And that's a boy! We can't promote a band with a boy pretendingto be a girl! This can't be kept quiet! We'll be ruined!"Alan looked at Evan. A question passed between them. Chris saw it. Alanwas definitely asking Evan if Ellen knew for sure. Evan shook his head inresponse.Alan Bennett took a.