“Her choice or yours?”“Hers.”“What you do?”“Nothing.”“Then why she break up with you?”“She said I was ugly and smelled bad.”�...She right, you want food or more drink?” I really liked the food better than the serviceI made sure I got to the restaurant first and went to the bar. I didn’t want her to arrive to find no one there, call or text someone from the office and find out that I had lied about the location. Why the subterfuge you ask? I couldn’t just ask her out since I didn’t know if she was. There was a note taped to my door which read ‘Room 348 — Angie’.“Girlfriend?”I shook my head, “A fairly close friend, but not a girlfriend. She was one of our gang last year, but she had some health trouble so she’s making up for some of the classes she missed this Summer.”“Gotcha. Let me go check up on everyone and make sure there aren’t any issues. You eating in the cafeteria?”“Yes.”She left, and I started with room 201, and knocked on every door on the guys’ side so I could introduce myself.. We'll be with her every step of the way. Nothing will be done without her consent. The counselors will teach her to appreciate girlhood one piece at a time." "And she'll really - he'll really - be able to act like a girl and everything?" Ah, I heard that pronoun. The idea was already taking hold in their heads. Good. "Absolutely. After a half-year or so of initial counseling, once she's looking forward to her future, she'll be enrolled in a two-year program with dozens of other. She shouted “ahhh pundaya nakku da”. ( suck my pussy). I removed her petticoat. Her pussy was already leaking and I licked her juices hardly and she was lifting her hip and shouting.. mmmm,,, ahhhh.. sivaa ,, thevdiya payale (son of a bitch). Now she lied above me and kissed my chest and stomach and lowered my briefs. My cock was already drippping. She said , Ivlo naal kai adichathu pothum, amma oomburen da” (Enough of masturbating, Mom is gonna suck u). She had my sunni in her mouth and sucked.