“And the other advantage,” said Tricia looking at Jane with a big smile, “is that we can all go swimming together.” She continued, “Who wan...s some apple pie?” As luck would have it, as I took my first bite, some of the juice dribbled out and fell onto the tip of my erect penis and started to run down the shaft. Tricia noticed and immediately leaned over with a napkin. As she started to wipe the juices off she said, “Let me clean that up for you James.” As she finished wiping it off she said. At that she looked round at me and I said "Let me put my cock into your pussy, and please, stay on top and take as much time as you want". She turned round to face me on her knees between my legs. She took hold of my cock with one hand and rubbing some of my precum to my glans she pulled back the foreskin entirely, put her index finger on to the glans and carefully swished back the foreskin over the glans so that her finger was halfway covered by it. That´s when I was glad about her short. I had foolishly lost track of time writing up my essay that before I knew it, it was already 12.30pm. I would have to walk across the empty campus in the dark to get home. I wasn't too worried as I only lived across the campus, a 10 minute walk away. I left the Social Science department, outside was well lit but very dark. I wished my department was nearer to where the student bars were, that part of the campus was always lively-especially at this time of night. We'll I wasn't too afraid. She's telling me howi'm going to sleep, just like Sleeping Beauty, for a long long time.Maybe centuries. But that one day my Prince is going to come & kiss me &wake me up. There's a suggestion that my Prince is supposed to be Jesus,i think, but she's trying to put it into a way that i'd accept & findcomforting. The way they see it, they are playing into my disturbedfantasies of being a girl--they are being Christian about my execution,you could say, & if you consider it that way, it is a form.