After dinner and helping to clean up I went to my room. Closing the door Ipulled my dress over my head and looked at myself in the mirror wonderingif ...it was all possible, if would one day look in a mirror and see a woman.No disgusting bulge between my legs and breasts with long nipples. With aheavy heart I unclipped my bra and pulled my blue nightdress over my headand got into bed. I heard a discrete knock on my road and when it openedB1 stepped into my room and like the night before sat on the. " And I winked.She smiled, "And you delected! Well that explains a lot. But it is good progress. Immoral, but good progress." Why immoral?" Because she is a married woman, and not to you. That was the problem in the first place." She paused, "But I guess to the Catholics you're still married first time around, so I guess they wouldn't mind." I'm not a theologian, but I think even they may find fault with that argument." Well, while you're in a good mood, let me spoil it for you." What?" I said. Unfortunately, for every bit she attractive she is, she is more than equally annoying. A person who wears on you fast due to her annoying habit of competing in class - a high B student who works for every percent she gets. She talks non-stop, and can’t help but brag about herself in every conversation.I suppose I should describe myself a little too - in many ways I was the opposite of Sarah. While also fairly popular (though our friend groups in our large high school don’t mingle much) my. ?It’s time cunt!? In spite of the terror in her heart, Marie could feel her pussy was wet and aching as Jack’s hand grabbed her hair and tugged hard on her scalp. ?I’m going to rape your pussy bitch!? Marie felt the head of Jack’s cock against her ass, she felt the pre-cum streaking her skin and she whimpered desperately into the gag. Jack pulled hard on her hair and arched her head back. The tears started streaking down Marie’s cheek as she felt the bulbous head of Jack’s cock against her.