Since becoming Beth she had developed aninterest in the theater, baking and cooking. She also knew the latestfashions.Beth had some arguments with som... of her more feminist sorority sisterswho disagreed that certain jobs and certain majors appealed moreheavily to one of the genders than the other. Beth would reply "thenwhy don't you see women fighting to get into construction jobs? Whyaren't there more men in the education and music majors?"Establishing that men and women were different was. I was in a state of shock, and at first resisted some, but then allowed myself to be lowered to her cock. I was now facing a cock even bigger than the older man at the YMCA. Then the thought ran through my mind, no way I can get that monster in my throat. “Open wide honey,” she said as she inserted her cock in my mouth. She began a slow in and out, with each insertion going a little deeper, until the big head was at my throat opening. Like I had thought, my throat was not big enough to accept. Pack some clothes. And don’t ask questions. We have to leave. Now!”“What?” she asked rubbing her eyes.“Move it!”I had to give her credit. When she saw the look in my eyes, she exploded into action.Ten minutes later, with Callie pulling a small, blood-red overnight case behind her, we left the apartment. I guided us to the stairs, grabbed her case and led us down. Should we take the car? It would be faster but it could be tracked, the license plate known. The Metro? No. Too many security. “Who was that” called out Reg. “Wrong number” I replied.My first problem was trying to come up with a reason for going out on Sunday. Luckily Reg said he had to go out on Sunday so that was good. “Ok honey” I said “maybe I will go out too”. I didn’t specify where and he didn’t ask. Sunday morning I was a mess. Excited about my appointment but concerned that Reg would ask where I was going. He didn’t. The appointment was at 2pm and I arrived at the shop and Marge ushered upstairs. Dominique was.