Angela was like me! There was another one who had been hijacked into someone else's body. "I died and woke up in this body" was all I said.She gave me... a hard look, and said, "I think I did too," and then she started to cry.I pulled her in for a hug, and she came willingly, almost hungrily, and as she cried she told more of her story. "By the time I realized that it was all real, I knew that I had to play along, or they'd lock me up and forget where they put the key. Angela's father had no use. Ofcourse it was indeed humiliating because he used to tease me fordrinking his piss. But I brushed it aside and eventually he stoppedteasing me." We were silent for a few minutes and then she said, "Inyour case, it is your stubbornness that is causing lots of problems foryou. Let go of your manly ego. Puncture it and you will not be in such amess. Accept your feminity."To this I said, "Of course, I have accepted my feminity. Why else wouldI happily choose the dresses. Why else would I learn to. "I--it wasn't my fault. I didn't ask to be kidnapped by those men," Ellen sobbed piteously."Ya know Rex is still here," Sylvia said cunningly and without preamble. "I suppose ya think he's gonna guard ya, don't ya?"Suddenly a feeling of horror implanted itself and flooded through Ellen's entire being. Now she remembered the animal-like noises from last night and the ribald laughter of the convicts as they shouted gleefully, "Go on, Rex. Fuck her too; she's a bitch!" Oh God! Mention of the dog. Suddenly, he felt something warm and wet over the end of his penis. His sister was giving the head a very big, wet, warm, openmouthed kiss! He froze.Nathan's pause was momentary only, but it set his mind off again with confusing thoughts. She had thought what he was doing was nasty, but allowed it--she had said it felt good. Now, she was reciprocating even if only a kiss which was not a peck, but a big wet kiss! The very idea of her doing that got him into an even more excited state. Would she.