I knew full well you were randy about something that had happened, it was obvious. Not least that my Vagina was soaking wet and weirdly sticky inside ...it this morning. Don’t you remember me telling you that’s why I wanted to go over for a proper hot shower? I didn’t know why. It was only when you told me all about the dog today I’d remembered that I’d also had strange pleasant recollection about something hard and thick fucking me from the back that almost filled me when it came, flooding me. In. Then one day I came across it.There was a completely different me hiding in the mirror.And then I realized at a glance that the c***d was a girl, not a boy.It happened when I was 12 years old.Maybe it started then.I prefer skirts to pants.I like my makeup face more than my bare face.I prefer kissing men to women.And I like dick better than push.Everything became so naturally so.I don't project myself on the girl in that painting.Because I'm already a woman.A woman with the body of a 40-year-old. " "Anybody hurt?" Drew asked. "Only the kangaroo," said the man, "but my wife is a bit shaken up." "Jump in and let's see what we can do." Kangaroos crossing roads at night in rural Australia are a huge traffic hazard and are very often hit causing damage and even major accidents. Drew and the stranger drove down to the main road and turned right toward the stricken car, did a u turn and pulled up in front of the vehicle. A large male red kangaroo was laying in the road way, Drew immediately. ”“You did make me feel good,” he sighed.“You made the strangest sounds,” she said. “Just before you spurted I thought you were having a fit.”“I shouldn’t have done that in your mouth,” he sighed.“Why not? I liked it.”“Really?”“Absolutely, though I don’t want to do it to any of the boys I know.”“Good,” said Bob. “I don’t want you doing that to boys you know.”“Now you sound like Bobby again. He talks like Barbie and I belong to him and nobody else can touch us.”“I know how he feels,” said Bob. “I.