There was a devilish attraction between us, an a****l impulse coupled with the naughtiness of the office.We continued our flirtation for a while, but ...t got to be too much. I was imagining her naked all the time. I wanted to run my hands over every inch of her, so finally decided to take the final step and asked. “Do you want to fuck?” I said it with complete sincerity.She was surprised by the forwardness, but she did and she told me so. We discussed the problems, it was inconvenient for both. The boys at the frat had been really up-front during rush week. They were looking for a gay boy to serve as the house fuckboy, someone who’d handle all his bros whenever they needed to nut and hadn’t been able to score with one of the school’s coeds. Derek, the rush chairman, had pulled him aside his second night at the house and explained to Chase why they were interested in him and what his position as the house fuckboy entailed. “You’re gonna see a hell of a lot of cock, boy, if you. March said, "Momma Rosa wants us to have lunch at the restaurant."I nodded. "Does she know?"Nancy looked at me. "Yes, Sir. She approves. She told us that March would have time to prove that he is a gentlemen and for me to continue to show that I'm a lady. I'm glad she approved. Her disapproval would have been hard to bear."Laura said, "Her disapproval, not your status?" That's correct. I've made my bed even though I can't really sleep in it for years yet. March told me that you, Missus Laura,. This trick will be useful, somehow. I am just NOT going to experiment on myself again. I am sure I can find plenty of bullies at school that have some payback coming. So much for doing that to kill time.I was soon bored again. I started working on the exercises Arthur told me to do. He said it would wear me out, so I worked hard until I could flip a light on or off just barely thinking about it. I no longer needed to look at a switch or concentrate on it to do what I wanted. Except for when I.