How do you think this all happened? Did I hypnotize you? Do you think Ifound out some ancient arcane magic that has been hidden from civilizationfor c...nturies? Maybe I know some scientific formula? so manypossibilities. Either way hun, you look quite female now, except you don'thave to worry; your cock is still in its place. Oh was that overlynoticed? Was that really the first thing you checked for when you noticedyour boobs? I can't help but wonder if you were relieved, or disappointed.If you. ”“I know,” she asserted over her round shoulder as she lead me out of the building. “To B-Dubs!” she said with glory and grace. I never expected to hear that in an Irish accent, let alone coming from the one and only Becky Lynch.“Beer, wings, and sports?”“If you don’t like it, you can wait in the parking lot.” Lynch didn’t offer. That was an order.“I’m fine with wings and sports.”“What about beer? You left out the most important part.” Becky actually seemed. Satisfied with our erotic connection, she laid her head back and lifted her eyes to meet mine, a soft glaze returning to her expression. “Finally,” she whispered. I smiled and began moving my hips slowly, getting a feel for her and finding a steady rhythm. We moved at that steady pace and simply enjoyed the pleasure as time rolled on around us, kissing and exploring as much as we wanted. As we silently let our pleasure build, I finally began approaching my edge. Kissing her neck, I whispered. She knew he was as proud of her for doing well as she was for him succeeding at turning his office around.Lenore had been doing well, she thought, and with justifiable pride. Her first set of mid-terms had come back with 'A's, her first term paper for her business and Political Science classes had come back with very little red ink on what she'd written – and both had had a lengthy paragraph at the end added by each professor, commending her. Her twice-weekly homework for Economics had been,.