Burl had been a perfect gentleman. She appreciated the long hot shower, the comfortable bed, and filling breakfast. She sighed thinking that it had be...n one of the nicest nights she’d had in a long time.The conversation over dinner and at the house afterwards had been fascinating. A lot of the songs she sang dated back to civil war times. Their discussion about the background of the songs had lasted until late in the night. She knew some of the specific details concerning the origins of the. Teacher and the nominal coach of the team but I tended to look after everything on the pitch and help with training. Helen was in her early twenties and in her first teaching job. Tall, slim and as you would expect, extremely fit, Helen was loved by the girls who seemed to relate better to someone nearer their age than most of the other teachers. Helen didn't fall short in the looks stakes either and was regularly hit on by most of the single fathers and teachers as well as some of the married. I went to my study, connected to my bed chambers to wait. Before long, light footsteps were audible headed this way. I closed the book on body modification that I had been studying and laid it face down on the table. “Ah! Sarah, come here child.. Whore, you may leave us; find yourself occupied elsewhere until I call for you, is that understood, whore?” “Yes Master.” She muttered through tears as she backed away from my study. I took Sarah’s hand in mine and sat her down on my lap. “Sarah, I’m. A few of us got quite pally with the girls in the appartment opposite and the daytime before the main nite out one of them commented that my small frame and feet would look great if i was to dressed up as woman. feeling quite nervous about the whole thing but egged on by the alcohol inside me and the fact that apart from the folks that were with me nobody else knew me and wewere on holiday and it was a stag do i reluctantly agreed.kind of thinjing it might get me in with the girls and maybe get.