She still had a job as a teacher in a local school, teaching Mongolian high schoolers English, so that they can enter the world of business, trading... with other nations through the International Language of English. But her pay was not enough.It was one Thursday evening. There was a knock on Natasha's door. Tanya was in her room, reading the latest Russian equivalent of Vogue magazine. As Natasha was trying to cook some Gulash soup for her and her daughter, she went towards the front door and. "Crap," I sighed, shaking a bit. "Did I pick the right one?" "I think the better question would be: is there a correct dress?" he pondered, walking into my room towards me. "Probably not," I answered, posing and not looking at him. He came up on my right side. "Well, I was right: you are stunning, even in that dress." "Thanks, smart ass," I mentioned before I glanced at him. "And you are quite handsome, Marco," I commended him, prior to turning to him. "You clean up nice: a six foot sweet dude. Even as a heterosexual boy, I'd have grown up beautiful, not handsome, and so I'd gotten lucky, in my opinion. I was a girl inside and very nearly one on the outside, except for that small biological contradiction between my legs, and that was hardly important."Here, um ... I have something for you." Mom had gone upstairs for a few minutes and when she came back she carried some jewelry."What's that?" I wondered, glancing at Daddy, but he only shrugged."I was saving this until you were older,. She came then, the first time of what would be a very long night. “Chloe, my daughter wants to fuck you, so be a good little slut and fuck her,” Lorraine said.“Your daughter?” Chloe asked.“Mmm, Kerry. Now go, make her come.” Lorraine said. “ And leave your boy with me.”Chloe was led away, as Lorraine lowered herself onto Jacks cock. Sonia she saw was being fucked by Dracula. Of Harry there was no sign.Sonia kissed her, mouth, neck, breasts. The inside of her thighs, her cunt, her tongue parted.