. anyway I think Terri’s next week.”“Fine by me,” agreed Terri Tallman. She was wearing even less than Brenda. She was totally naked, laying f...ce down on a lounger, wearing only sunglasses and a floppy straw hat. She was sipping her rum punch through a straw. Glancing over at Paige, she said, “Take off some clothes and stay awhile. I think the Saturday Afternoon Half-Drunk Sluts Club has enough members present for a quorum now.”Paige and the others laughed at this. Paige took off her cover-up. My familiarity with Wendy and Barbara sadly lessened as my feminineside developed. It is surprising what standing in front of a mirror andrepeating, "I am a girl" about a thousand times will do for one'spsyche - especially when the picture matches the words. Whateveroutward masculinity I had was rapidly disappearing. They insisted thatI act fem at all times, and while I longed to take Barbara in my armsand lift her to my lips for a kiss, I no longer had the strength, norwas I permitted to try.. I think we should see what happens. But it’s totally up to you." Chloe went quiet for a long time; I wasn't sure what she was thinking. Then she turned and left without saying anything. I assumed she was going to get her coat, but she went straight back to the dining room, walked round the table, and sat back down next to Ben. I returned to my seat next to Lara. "Everything ok?" she enquired. I shrugged. To be honest I didn’t really know. By now we were the only couples left in the dining. Her back arches up abruptly off motel bed, her tiny hands clutching fistfuls of sheet, her mouth opened wide, the muscles of her stomach stretched taut, and her throat convulsing silently. She slumps back to the bed and her body curls forward, straining almost, and her hand snaps down to between her legs as he starts fucking her again, this time less rapidly: more measured, long strokes of his cock with hard finishes when he drives it to the hilt, as her fingers flash at her clit and her tits.