This only added to her humiliation. They were not big; they were not small. They were melon shaped; cantilevering almost beyond belief, with no sag to...them.Her panties were of the same almost transparent material. They were not the bikini thong type worn by the younger girls. They were cut very high on the sides; making her legs look even longer than they truly were. The top band of her panties were just below her navel; the back panel completely covering her butt."Okay..." Rene remarked;. My life is over! I just orgasmed over a guy and his crouch!! I started repeating, reality check, I am a guy not a freak, not gay, and definitely not a girl. When I went to start walking down the hall again, I took a few steps and realized something was wrong. My butt was swaying, I was sashaying. I tried as hard as I could to walk like a man would. I passed a mirror in the hallway and stopped to fix my hair. MY HAIR! I now had shoulder length, thick, full, beautiful, golden,. Something touched the side ofmy face. I opened my eyes and found myself staring ather hard cock just inches from my face. I’ve neverconsidered myself gay, but the sight was too much forme to handle. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed asmuch of her cock as I could. I got enough in to touch my chin on her large hangingballs. Not having sucked a cock before, I tried toremember what I enjoyed and copy that. I sucked hard.She started a low moan. I couldn’t get enough cock inmy mouth.. No, each of these items fit together holistically,three-dimensional, right hemisphere and female. And so as Lois drove upthe mountain to the Visitor Center, noting the changing vegetation withthe change in altitude until there were no trees at all, she had goneback and forth, higher and higher, east, west, north and south untilarriving at the peak. The absence of trees symbolized that her vision ofwho she was meant to be was no longer obscured by the expectations ofothers. And up here, even on.