Everything was ok at home. Dad wasn’t due back till Friday night and I’d spent yesterday afternoon with a new, even raunchier book. I did have a n...gging feeling last night that I wasn’t as alone as I usually was when I laid on my bed eager to touch myself. I felt it the night before too. Perhaps this was what was unsettling me right now and as I opened my eyes to stand and make my way back into school I hadn’t heard him approach. He startled me. It was my English teacher. He grabbed my arm to. “I don’t know and I don’t care why are we talking about this?”“I have an extra body part, thats why he called me a freak” she began to undo her robe.“like an extra toe” I already knew where she was going, I knew why he thought she was a freak but I knew she had to show me. She ran a hand down the robe and pulled it open, exposing her perfect tits, and her huge cock with thin trimmed pubes around it and smooth balls.“I am a lady boy, thats what he did not want you, or anyone to know” she. Yesss….”, was her guttural utterance, as again and again, my hands worked, now slapping her buttocks, leaving clear red handprints on her tender white skin, now squeezing her so she had to gasp for breath. On her third orgasm, each one coinciding with a greater level of excess, my balls emptied themselves deep into her, and slowly the heat left us. We slept, waking twice at least, our couplings each time more frantic, violent and draining. At first light, I woke, my eyes sticky and tight,. Urgently!"What coffee does she drink?" I asked quickly."Shit, how would I know? Some Dutch stuff she found somewhere. Can't stand it!" Davie! Her tits? Are they... ?" They're enormous, Col. You gotta see them. How's about this weekend?"So it was all arranged. Davie was bringing Claudia round to Jessica's on Saturday evening. We would make a night of it, the seven of us, if you counted Baby and Acme."There's a link between coffee and the water softener ... That much is obvious. What's not so.