At 6.30 we all assembled for rea, both Dad and Ros being home, and Reb, looking crestfallen silently sat till the meal was over, it was not a happy me...al! Rose and I took the plates away and over an empty table family court was opened by my father, who had obviously been briefed by mother. I don’t remember anyone ever having argued with father, his quiet forceful manner defying any argument. “WELL?” the question hung in the air like the sword of Damocles, my sister gulped, then haltingly began. I was reminded by that statement how some of my friends only liked mefor the stuff I had instead of who I was inside. The same thing hadhappened before Santa had turned me into an eight year old girl and startedme over again. When I was a guy in my past life, I never used a school locker or caredwhat people thought when I used my book bag as a purse to carryeverything over my shoulder. Now that I had a beautiful body to show off,it was much more fun to put most of my books in the lockers and. Then I'd be really horny for the nextday.Sometimes, in my braver moments, I allowed myself to acknowledge that a bigdick would feel really good in my pussy, but I had a lot of trouble withthese thoughts, so I mainly looked at girls.Eventually, after about two weeks, I was bored with my life. Not with sexwith Alissa, but with the fact that literally all we ever did was get allwhored up and make love, with no room for reading, or going out, or anything.So I decided we had to escape.One night,. Her moans increased and i was having fun …. I turned her up to kiss and suck her boobs and what i found left me surprised and shocked. was not Anjali she was Divya from my team.. I had goosebumps … Divya was very reserved girl and good looking with OK OK body.. But good friends with Anjali she was always close to US..I called up Anjali in louder voice and slowly a hand came up to my chest and lips next to my ears… Shut up and just make love … Is what i heard… I woke up .. Lights on..Divya was.