"Look," she said again. "I'm a woman,and you're not. You're only pretending to be... no offense!" None taken," Chad replied, wondering where she was...going with this."Well, you've only been dressing like a woman for a short while nowbut..." She stopped, trying to find the right words."But?" he prompted."But... Damn it! Did you have to wear a top like that?"His top? He briefly looked down at it. It seemed okay to him. "What'swrong with it?" What's wrong?" She threw her arm up in the air,. He brought it over to Christi and leaned against the desk, facing her. Large ornate letters on the cover read ‘KHAJURAHO’ and Christi realized she didn’t know how to pronounce it. He quietly opened the volume and held the page up for her to see. The page was filled with a photograph of a temple in India. The façade was entirely covered in sculptures, apparently stories and stories high, level after level. Christi peered closely to see what Professor Hansen was showing her, and then she gasped.. Anna seemed not the slightest bit bothered about at the two palms kneading that pale flesh. If anything, she was encouraging the fingers to explore more. For her part, Kelly was sitting on her desk, skirt also around her waist. She wore granny pants and there were definite signs of cellulite on those thighs. So there was a God after all. Anna did not seem put off by the large quantity of underwear fabric that she was trying to bury under. The brain is a strange device. There I stood, yet still. It was a reaction I didn't expect. I'd expected her to express her disgust with me. Maybe I was onto something."Yeah, but the trouble is the male characters all have donkey dicks and the female characters are all centerfold beautiful." You don't think I'm pretty?" I think you're very pretty," I said. "It's just that I haven't seen you in a centerfold pose yet so I can't judge." That'll never happen," said Tracy."Why not do it if it's okay with both of us?" I was staring at her tits at the time,.