.. no, I guess I don’t.”“Okay, then. How do you want to start?” I said, sitting up.“Let’s see,” Lee said, sitting down next to me. “Do...you want some foreplay, or go straight to the fucking?”“Definitely foreplay, and lots of it. Is there anything special you like? Any really hot turn-ons?”“I doubt you’d want to try it,” she said, breathing in my face.“Try me,” I said, moving my head to line up with hers for a kiss.“You’ll think it’s gross,” she said softly after licking her lips.“Maybe, but that. ”“Well there is an alternative, Mr Hunt, simply sign this,” Miss Price suggested and she pushed a form at the Hunts.“A restraint order?” Mr Hunt asked.“Exactly, a strait jacket,” Miss Price insisted, “That will stop her taking a hacksaw to her dildo.”“And if we don’t sign?” Mr Hunt asked.“Can you repay the last two years fees?” Miss Price enquired?”“No,” Mrs Hunt admitted, “Sabrina you stupid girl!” she scolded why must you be so awkward?”Sabrina turned on them, “I don’t like men, I don’t want. I used to be called Charlie. What had led me tobe dressed this way you ask?As we walked I was careful to imitate her short strides, to keep my chestout and to glide. Caroline had trained me well in how to walk like awoman.I was constantly conscious of people looking at us. Would anyone guessthat I was once a normal man?It was at that point why people were looking at us. I realised that as Iwalked, or as the wind took it I wasn't sure which, my skirt revealedmost of my left thigh. No wonder. Could she never get enough, wondered Helen?By now Helen's own pussy was dripping wet, but this was from her own juices, the spectacle before her and the stimulation of her clit having that result. By now, also, Helen's hips were beginning to move, gyrating and thrusting just slightly in time with her strumming of her clit. She was going to be a slut as well, though perhaps not to Dinah's extent."I'm going to do it soon, Steve." Helen voiced her decision, stopping him from jumping the gun with a.