Whatever was on that clip must havebeen pretty big because I could feel it tugging on my hair. Tammy toldme to just close my eyes and trust them as th...se girls had everythingunder control. I can tell you that I could feel the creams and lotionsbeing put on my face. I felt the eye-shadow brushes and the mascarabrush. I knew enough about cosmetics by watching my mother put onmakeup. But still I didn't peek. I was getting kind of curious to see ifthey could make me into a girl that 'Robert' would. I watched with bated breath and a seriously hard cock as Bambi seemed to size up the situation before he almost launched himself onto Margo's back.I sat there fascinated as the dog tried it's best to get it's cock inside Margo but no matter how she moved her hips it just wasn't happening and Sherry started to think that she had dodged a bullet until Margo reached between her legs and grabbed hold of Bambi's cock. A few moments of manoeuvring before a yelp from Bambi and moan from Margo and a. “Not even …?” she cupped her own breast suggestively. “Nope,” I said proudly. “Perfect gentleman.” “So Kev’s a virgin, too?” she raised an eyebrow and sat back thoughtfully. “What? No!” I blurted. “I mean, I don’t know. Why would you say that?” “There’s only two plausible reasons why a guy would pash for five hours.” “Four and a half,” I interrupted. “Whatever, for four and a half hours without copping a feel. Either he’s never done it before,” she paused. “Or?” I asked. “He’s a gentleman?”. Tom and I had coffee every day, usually within minutes of Paul leaving for work, Tom made it quite clear that he would love to have sex with me, no one had actually ever said the words, "I want to fuck your ass off" to me before, Paul had never mentioned wanting to fuck me verbally, with him it was all body language, he had verbalised his orgasmic tension during sex but never come out cold and asked for it, Tom did though.My convalescence had been over about a month when Paul came in and told.