"What day is it mum?" I wrote and she smiled,"Don't worry, you were unconscious when they brought you in and as soon as you awoke, they operated, your... jaw was in a real state, but all it needs is time, you're going to be fine"She laughed as I wrote on the pad, "I don't feel very bloody fine"I noticed that my knuckles were skinned and pointed to them,"You hit him" she laughed, "I was so proud of you Johnny, he was trying to beat you to death, but you didn't give in" I want my bloody head looking. A particular article caught her interest. It was about boys like her whowished to be girls Jessica got so engrossed in reading she didn't hearthe front door open. So it was as she was reading..."I knew I get to meet you one day," James' mother said, "I see you'rewearing the clothes I bought you." Mum...!" James turned around and looked at his mother, "I'll go andchange..." He paused. "My clothes?" he looked at his mother. "Myclothes. I thought that..." They're your clothes and there is no need. Watch her in all her pride kneel before him and suck his cock. Could there be a more obvious way for him to illustrate his influence over her? He wanted to take her at her most self-assured and make her kneel in submission. Julie shook with anticipation. It was a totally evil thing for him to do, she thought. But incredibly erotic. It wouldn’t be Julie the naked, horny chick on her knees this time. It would be Julie, the account manager. The woman who had her own office and secretary. Who was. Kumikowalks to the front and takes a small key from a chain at her waist. She unlocksthe door and swings it open. ? My doll!? ? Yes,it IS real. In a moment I shall make it move, like a puppet. For the moment itis in a state of catatonia induced by small charges passed through a certainarea within the brain. It cannot think, it certainly cannot move a muscle, itcan barely breathe.?Shesmiles, eyes hidden behind the black lenses, a cruel, thin smile showing tinypointed teeth.Shereaches into the.