“Shaved pussy,” he found himself muttering under his breath. “Legs spread ... in the second row...”Markus was the first to move, but as he app...oached the Chinese girl, he realized that there were several men standing behind him. Waiting for him to say something. Waiting for him to break the ice.No.He couldn’t.He wouldn’t.He had to get out of there.He turned, to find one of the professors staring at him. No, staring through him, staring at Amber.Amber. That name.Markus turned back around. His. Then it looked like several days later it didn’t matter anymore. By then, Nancy surmised, she was definitely dead and buried.Nancy was sick and wanted something that would help her sleep. She had told her father and he had told her that today wouldn’t be a tough day at work. So there she was in the library looking at the books. Soon she was working her way through some old books for girls. In front of her she found a rather old book. ‘The Baker Boys Meet Carol’ was the title. It started out. Taking a deep breath, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, her tongue gliding across the tip and she stares up to see her boyfriend’s face. Trying to pleasure him as much as possible, she moves her head down, taking in as much of it as she can into her mouth, but involuntarily gagged and stopped upon the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat.“Are you okay, baby?” John asked her in concern as she continued to cough.“I’m fine, babe,” she reassured him.Once done coughing, she. " How so", David asked, although he felt he had already discovered theanswer to this question.She told him that her grandfather had been a cross-dresser. He didn'thide the fact, but never took it outside of the house. He had told herthat this mirror was his magic gateway to his alternate existence."Do you think it's magical" David asked.The girl held back a laugh and said to her it was just a mirror, but thenadded, "I suppose anything can be magical if you want it to be." Notwanting to look.