Last Christmas,You gave me just dresses and girls panties and bras. Why did you give methat. Maybe It wasn't you that gave me that stuff and maybe it ...was mominstead. Maybe you haven't heard my prayers and cries and maybe youdon't know me. Since last Christmas, my mommy has been really mean tome. She has been forcing me to live this year as a girl and I havereally been miserable. She used to love me so what has changed? Why is she forcing me to be agirl? Since that last Christmas, I have been. Then she kissed me gently a couple of times, before her tongue gently made its way into my mouth. Her hot, strong tongue explored the inside of my mouth, rolling smoothly over mine.By this point, I decided that I was being too passive. I reached my arms up and, placing one on her bum and one on the back of her head it was the work of but a movement before she was lying on top of me. We rolled over so that I was on top of her, and she was pinned on her back, then continued to kiss with a viguor. Now I'm like, seriously nervous cause she has this like, posse of guys around her, but then she just goes, sit down honey & says, get her a drink. I was like, I dunno, cause I didn't really trust what might be in it. I had roofies once, I know how it f*cks you up & you don't remember anything after & I wanted to remember. anyway the drink was okay. she talks to some other girl for a while then she like, turns to me & tells me I'm cute. it was loud so I was like, what? & she goes, YOU'RE CUTE!. Below that she had one of those crotchless garter belts with the straps that connected to the thigh high stockings. Both were pink with lace trim. But what was missing were panties and any sign of pubic hair all together. Sarah had shaved completely bald which normally she didn't do. "Um...So whats for dinner?" I said while gawking in her general direction."Me."Sarah gave me her best come hither look and got up on the dining room table. I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I took.