..” Col’s voice ached with hope.“No, Col. It’s too dangerous.”Col opened her mouth, but Mutti Frida gave her a stern look. “Enough.”She ...then turned to me, a deep frown creasing her forehead. Col and I shared a look. The conversation at tea was a bit subdued. I silently chided myself for spouting the idea without first talking it over with Col. Together, we might have come up with a way to lead Mutti Frida gently to support Col becoming a girl again.Now that school was over, I had time for. That was good. She needed a little more encouragement to push her over the top. Steph sat up putting her pussy on top of Jack’s face. She looked down at Jack and said, “That’s good honey. Just as soon as little miss here throws in the towel. It’ll be your turn to be tortured. If I were you I would use that nice little vibrator to help you.” She grabbed two small vibrators out and handed one to Jack to torture herself. She focused her attention back on Amanda. She pinched Amanda’s clit, “Had. Each time she stands and turns around to reach for another beer her amazing ass is revealed above the water. With the string of her thong bikini nestled into her ass cheeks I long to explore the depths of that crevice with my mouth and tongue. S has come to the party alone and has been hanging with us most of the evening to avoid getting hit on. S moves to sit up on the edge of the hot tub to cool off. I can see a thin vertical strip of dark hair ending at her pussy lips, everything clearly. Her eyes are wide in terror. She shakes her head.VOICE OVER: "This is how it begins for her and, of course, for you."Scene 120: Interior : a dark room with a small circular podium in the centre.MIX TO MEDIUM SHOT OF GIRL STANDING ON PODIUMWe see she is standing with her wrists chained over her head, She is still gagged.VOICE OVER: "What you wanted. When you wanted it. How you wanted it. But how do you get just what you want?"ZOOM TO CLOSE UP OF GIRL'S CHAINED WRISTS & TRACK TO CLOSE UP ON.