No one said anything so he continued, “Like a surprise or something...” indicating Riva. Tegan jumps up, pushing me off the bed to the carpeted ...loor in front of the couch. “You son-of-a-fucking-bitch!” Tegan stomps out to the living room. “Jack. You did not tell our sex stories, did you?” Riva asked as she stood over me. “That is part of the agreement. No one shares stories. Either you were there or you weren’t.” “I’m sorry, he asked how it all started. What was I supposed to do?” I. He ruffled his head.“Not this time, young man. This one fancies himself a swordsman. I’ll deal with him myself.”Isabella came over and said, “Thank you, young Sir Simon, but even if he really is quite good, Sir Donald will soon put him in his place.”He blushed profusely when she kissed him on the cheek. The rest of the men smiled and patted him on the back as he returned to his station. Tabitha came over to him.“You are so brave,” she told him, kissing him then hugging him close.Donald smiled. I knew I wanted to fuck. I pulled his face to mine and his tongue went deeply into my mouth while his strong black hands roamed my body. He unbuttoned the last few buttons on my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders. He reached behind and unhooked my top and pulled it free of my tits. His once gentle touches now turned into a mauling of my tits as my moans came rushing out. I was getting more and more excited. Then he tugged the bikini bottom down and off my legs. He pulled away. Staring back at me in the mirror.What I found staring back at me was a beautiful twenty-four year old woman. Wearing a blouse showing off plenty of cleavage. Wearing a mini skirt showing off an hour class figure. My very feminine looking legs were incased in a pair of sheer black pantyhose. I was wearing on my feet a pair of high heels with 4 inch heels. When I lifted my skirt to see if I lost anything else. I found I was all woman. I could even feel my slit and see some pubic hair through my.