" Hesmiled."I'm Eddie, er, Edie.... Yes, since I was eleven. But I can't, um, dressin my dorm." I suddenly remembered my fear of being thought gay... I added,"The only time I was able to dress at school was last Hallowe'en. I have agirl," I said, with emphasis, "and I let her talk me into it." You have a girl. How many TVs have you known?" Nobody but me." Well, I suppose that's why you had to drag your girl into the conversa-tion. If you didn't know before, you know now: most TVs aren't. . Oh god moaned Nat as the girl fucked her hard with the strap on Nat began humping it uncontrollably, the other girls found they didn’t even need to hold her there she was doing this freely Nat moaned again as she fucked the nine inch dildo vigorously. She wrapped her arms around the girl fucking her and held her close then jumped up wrapping her legs around the girls waist getting as close to her as possible, the girl backing Nat against a wall really fucking her hard while also jamming her. My neighbour was now looking desperately into my eyes as if she was trying to read something or tell me something.For me, I couldn’t see her as before either. I had seen her naked and that too, while masturbating. Every time I looked at her, those images would flash in front of my eyes.Why was she not wearing a bra? Why did she have a different look in her eye? How can I remove those images from my mind when I am with her? How do I take the next step forward? What can be the next step forward?. Mum declared my finaleffort was better than a lot of women she had seen. Pleased, I did nottake off the makeup as I wanted to remind myself how I looked for futurepractice and besides I really like wearing makeup (but I could not tellMum this, well not yet).The next day, Mum left as usual to her further training. I decided I wouldpractice putting on my facial makeup before doing the household chores. Ittook me a lot longer than I thought not having any advice from Mum, but Ifinally achieved a.