Ifelt a little pressured to say yes, and really I didn't mind going to aparty. I really needed to get rid of my status as a virgin. Steve had loaneda ...olverine costume from his sister's boyfriend. They had just been at acostume party last weekend. I asked what I should wear, and we racked ourbrains to come up with something. It was either a Greek philosopher wearing abed sheet, or a football player wearing Steve's oversized (or smelly footballwear). "You could go as the other X-men figure!". Then I stood back and watched. My wife, this drunken slut who when sober is sometimes the biggest prude ever, getting fucked by one man she did not know while another stranger was playing with her naked tits, feeling, groping, squeezing, sucking, and licking them. I looked at my slut wife and saw that she was somewhat awake, rather enjoying the attention I would say. I asked the second man if he would like my wife to suck his cock. With an “oh fuck yea” he stood up and took off his pants. There was no doubt she was still unbelievably turned on from watching Brian. She felt so taboo. Watching the two of them have sex was appealing to her; but it was her son and what she wanted from him that aroused her the most.She rotated and turned off the running water. She stepped into the hot bath and it almost hurt at first; but within seconds, it felt wonderful. She slithered down into the water and laid her head back on the tub. She turned on the Jacuzzi jets and immediately brought her. For my subject I chose myself. Wouldn't you? As the class listened, they heard my fears and anguish come to life, felt the emotional roller coaster I had been on as I described it to them in detail, my fathers denial of my reality, and then, the resulting acceptance. They fell silent as I told them the entire story, including the bigotry and bias I felt every time I set foot in school. How I came to understand that I really was a girl, but with a defect. My defect didn't make me stupid, or.