I might gv it away…which i did nt want…so i stopped pumping her hard …took the dick out ….rubbed by the clit and then again dug it inside her ...pussy in a harsh manner….she was loving it….I continued doing the same for another 5 mins…she was putting her nails on my back…and i could feel the pain….bt tht’s meaningless now…while fucking her wild and harsh i srted rubbing her nipples once again and this accelerated her cumming session….meanwhile i was about to cum and i wanted to take it out….bt my. Richard Brookbank's body lies decomposing in the ground. I will be trappedin this bag of flesh, blood and bones until I too have breathed my last.I will be a woman for the rest of my life.*November 4, 1966My saviour turns and walks back across the grass, leaving me to my fate. Ican't find the strength to run away, so I resign myself to what mustsurely follow.But Basher makes no move to renew his assault. Instead he is sobbing likea little girl whose favourite doll has just been torn to pieces. Even then, I have a little bit of Sara with me by either wearing panties and sometimes pantyhose under my khaki pants.In the months as Sara, I've amassed a collection of clothes and slowly my closet was less John and more Sara. Skirts, blouses and dresses, most purchased online but some at small and local shops in the area. I slowly became secure shopping there but to be honest, I shook all the time. I usually wore jeans and heels with a quirky shirt or something. I don't think most of the. Main shop aane ka baad shaam 4 baje phone aaye ghar se anitha ka jaldai ghar aan ka liye bola aur railways sation sa ek ticket andhar pardesha ka resevation karne ku bola mujhe kuch samjhe nahi ayae sation jakar main ghar phone kiya kise ka naam sa booking karna hai anitha na bola jiju ka naam se main bauht khusha hoye kyun ka aaj mujhe nirmala ke choota marna na milegye mai khushi khushi ghar gaye aur ticket diye vo aaj raat 7.30 pm bajae ke train hai jaise hai main na dekha nirmala be maan.