My darling niece Katy was sitting alone with me in my dining room. Her two young ones were fast asleep upstairs in the guest room. Her husband Jim was... not able to make the nine hour journey up north as his work schedule wouldn't allow the time off. My wife was spending the night at her mother's house with her siblings, taking care of the last minute details before her mom's memorial service the next morning. I was left with providing comfort to Katy and her little ones, which was usually a. Anyway here is Amy”. “Hello Sal, what’s up?” “You devil. You put that address in my purse” I said, trying to sound angry and failing miserably. “Yep, I did. Did you go honey?” she asked. I didn’t say anything. “Oh wow, you did didn’t you” she said “Stan is outside in the garden we can talk. What was it like? Did you enjoy it?” I hesitated and then said “yes it was crazy, it was weird, yes I enjoyed it”. She started to laugh. “Prim and proper Sally played with a cock. I bet you fucked it as. "You're not going to lick my cunt are you sir? I thought you were only going to look for the bee sting." Of course I'm not Polly," I’m going to look for the sting." Okay sir," she beamed, "I might not like it if you were to lick my cunt."The finger entered her sex slowly and teasingly."That wouldn't be very nice would it sir? Your tongue inside my hot, wet, juicy little cunt, after all, sir, you might get all my juices all over your face." Well if that happens I'll just have to put up with it. Igrabbed a sheet off of the bed and wrapped it around myself then satdown at the computer.The first thing I tried was to access my email. I thought, maybe if Icould get to that mystic email again I could change things back? Whoknew?I soon found out that not only did my email not exist; apparently my oldself didn't exist at all either. I couldn't find any reference to mymale self anywhere! It took me about an hour before I stopped looking. Ithen decided to write this diary and catalog my.