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'Miss' will be part of the name, that's my idea. We'rehaving a big party later tonight where we'll have a ceremony of ourown. Tonight is going to be a bit of a birthday party. Miss Serenityis born today. Her new birthday is today, April 1.I can hardly believe we've come this far. I am taking away his name.He doesn't even have any say about it. Laura thought of it one nightas we watched television in bed. I like it, so that is all it takes.Poof! Chris no longer exists legally. I am washing away his past andall connections to it.Besides he isn't really Chris anyway. Chris has always been a lie.He was born to be a sissy. No real man would have ever let me do allthis to him. That's why I have no pity. None. He's getting exactlywhat he needs. He owes me. I am taking away his birthday given to himby his whore mother, in October and replaced it with a springbirthday given to him on this day by me, his supreme being.So hard to imagine what life was like before all this. I could nevergo back.. “It, um, no, well, I couldn’t really taste his jizz on you. I just tasted you.” I leaned over and barely brushed her lips with mine. I put my hand on her pussy. “You’re very nice, Mrs. Shepherd. Your hand feels good.” “You’re very pretty,” I said. “He’s a lucky guy.” “He never called me beautiful.” What? Oh, right, he called me beautiful. “I think you’re beautiful. He probably doesn’t know how to talk to you yet. Just like you didn’t know how to tell him what you wanted. Still don’t, I guess, since that was mostly about him. What do you want, Kaitlin? Does this feel nice?” My fingers were wet from rubbing her labia and I eased one into her cunt. “Oh, yes,” she replied, taking two quick breaths. I leaned into her, pressing my lips against hers, and I was jolted by an overpowering need. Climbing on top of her, I put my knee between her legs, rubbing her thigh with my pussy. I kissed her hard, my tongue in her mouth. Her pussy pushed back at my hip and I sat back, enjoying the look on.
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