Meanwhile Bruce was overwhelmed by the little ants ofservitude who by now had managed to pour him into a shimmeringsatin gown that was, oddly enough, ...ermilion in hue. Of course, itwas cut in a way that displayed the legendary cleavage he had comein search of. A filigree of delicate red lace hid the essentialblue bra from view. The dress also captured the new curvilinearnature of his feminine form. A pair of hands pulled his hair up while another pair fasteneda dazzling choker studded with. I had maths period five, and made myself concentrate in that lesson—Bob McCarthy was a demanding taskmaster and wouldn’t have stood for me coasting through the class on a wave of my own, irrational anger. And I knew it was irrational. I hadn’t been hurt by Stevens’ activities. I’d gotten myself involved when I spoke to Lily. So why was I so angry?Del Stevens and I had never gotten along, and we’d stayed out of each other’s way most of the time we were at school. But he’d gotten under my skin. And nobody knew about it.And that was the way that Joseph liked it.Joseph now quickly held the device up to the woman and the boy with the red crystal facing both of them.He closed his eyes tightly and pressed a button on the device.The compartment was now Illuminated by a strange red light for about a second. Everything in the compartment was now deadly silent.Joseph now sat directly across from the woman and he now looked directly into her eyes.She was very silent and not moving.And she was. My wife’s hands drew themselves to my hips. Her body molded herself to mine. Her hips began pushing themselves into mine causing me to push forward into Tiffany. She was in effect using me to fuck Tiffany.Harder and harder the two of us began fucking Tiffany. Between the tightness of Tiffany and the whole situation at hand I was getting very close to my own orgasm. My wife said in a raspy aroused voice, “Be our stud, Jon. Breed her.”At this point all animalistic urges came forth. I shoved my.