"Is it?" Lou replied. "Or is this me?"Becky opened her mouth -- and closed it before saying anything. Marlene cocked her head. "Is this thing getting ...o you?" Sometimes, I think that Lou is 'this thing'," Lois confided. "This... I'm so much more comfortable. I'm... accepted... like this. I'm not accepted as Lou -- not even by me." He/she scuffed a sneaker on the gym floor. "Looking back, I think it's why I wanted to be a cheerleader -- I wanted to be one of the girls..." What's 'not gifted. She contemplated kissing him on the cheek, but knew it was far too risky. With a frustrated sigh, she pulled away. "You'd better get to class. I've made you miss too much as it is." She didn't really want to be alone, but she felt selfish not to mention guilty accepting his comfort and support."Class can wait," Barclay said. "Right now, you really need a friend." His eyes brightened with idea. "Why don't we take a walk; it'll clear your head a bit. Then what do you say we try that new Chinese. Sweetness, we need to know all of each other. Last night was part of that process. That’s all. Je ne regrette rien. Neither should you. I love you more for it sweetness… for your resolve not to use her, and for carrying it through. I never thought you’d manage to resist her. After all – blushing as she giggled – I didn’t. I’m proud that you did. Her kiss confirmed it. They sipped coffee and chatted lightly. He slowly returned to something nearer his normal self as they walked, arms around each. My ass now hung over one end and my head over the other end. I looked a Don for help but he only laughed as he stroked his massive black cock.Whack and my ass began to sting. Two more whacks and my ass was on fire from the riding crop Ann from her wheel chair was wielding. Ann tell me that should be her tied to the table instead of a useless sissy bitch like me. Tom was zooming in on the action again with his video camera. I felt Ann squirt two tube of KY Jelly up my mancunt and then she.