Claude fought to bring the car to a halt but on the wet, slippery road the car skated forward. Pierre and I had slid off the back seat into the space ...behind mother and father so when the tree crushed the roof of the car and the life out of our parents we were more or less safe.Days later at the funerals, it seemed as if the whole village had turned out to fare well our parents, and later during the wake I overheard some women discussing a rumour that my mother had been in the early stages of. My fingernails were painted pink, and I tasted the lipstick on my lips. "I'm Caitlin?" I asked out loud. "Yeah you okay?" replied Shauna. "No, I'm not okay, I'm in the wrong body." I said. "What are you talking about?" asked Shai. "Yeah," said Shauna, "is this some kind of joke?" No," I replied, "I'm, totally serious." But my voice sounded very unconvincingit wasn't the deep voice I was used to speaking with. Instead it was ahigh-pitched soprano voice, that I so recently heard Caitlin speak. I licked all over her breast . I moved my head to her naval . She quickly removed the knot of her pettycoat and moved it down . I was about to laugh at her sexual urge . She must be so much thursty for sex with me . I drove my tongue deep in her vagina and started sucking her there . She was making strange sounds like ” mm mmmm mmmmm ssssss apppaaaa nalla …..” . She used vulgar language too like ‘ nalla ooommmbu innum nalla nakku …” and was moving her hips round in accordance with my tongue. I may have been making her a bit nervous, but she was soon finished. She stood up and stepped into the bath tub. Ruth turned on the water and switched it to the handheld shower head. She squatted down and cleaned herself up. She then focused the water on her mound and proceeded to rub herself to a furious climax. Once her convulsions subsided, she motioned for me to come and lay down in the tub. Ruth put aside the showerhead, and stood up. I laid down in the cramped tub, and she squatted.