We spent another hour with her having me learn to walk like a woman.She taught me how to sit and stand. She also taught me how to squatdown to pick up...things so that I would not expose my lingerie. Thethigh bands were a constant annoyance. They limited the distance ofmy pace. This actually helped me to walk more gracefully, but it wasstill an annoyance."OK, go get the feather duster from the laundry room. I want you todust everything in the apartment so that you can practice walking,reaching. When I was human, I felt helpless with my eyes closed, but I didn’t feel that way anymore. I was almost as aware of my surroundings with my eyes closed as I was with them open.Just a slight hint of unexpected emotional scents caught my attention. Greed. Lust. Anticipation. It wasn’t that animals couldn’t experience these emotions, but that their emotions were far less complicated. Someone was sneaking through the nearby brush. I had underestimated how useful empathic scenting was. Not only did. Jeff even managed to get my blouse open and free my tits from my bra before we reached the club. I knew that I was exposed to all of them, but I was so excited by what was happening to me that I strangely didn't care. Once inside we had a couple of drinks and I admit I was buzzing, but that's no excuse for what happened next. Jeff slow danced with me rubbing his muscular body against mine. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me in the worst way. He even suggested that we go out to his. We finish lunch and I walk her to her next class as I get a thank you and a smile.After school, I’m heading to the gym to suit up for football practice as I walk around the corner and run into someone. “Watch where the fuck you’re going asshole.” I look up and see Imelda’s half-brother. Behind him are Marty and his goons. “Marty, is this the pussy you was talking about,” he asks as Marty nods. “I’m going to kick your ass.” I get in defense mode as I see Principal Gallegos round the corner with.