We lay back and kissed again.I'm horny now I said,and we both giggled and kissed again.But this time I felt Jo's hands at my side,gently touching me.T...en her hand moved to my breast.It felt so right,and so good.We continued to kiss,and sooon we were both naked,kissing each other all over.Then Jo moved down my body,kissing me as she got closer and closer to my pussy.She kissed me all around,then slowly began licking my pussy.Soon she had a hand on each cheek of my ass as she ate me out.After a. Camille shouted something down the stairs, the mother clapped her hands, and the five sisters took me up the stairs.The entire upstairs appeared to be one big bedroom with six beds in it. I saw an open door that led to a bathroom and a closed door that I assumed was to their mother’s bedroom.Camille was standing on a short stool. She was completely naked and standing at attention. She was also staring at a cross on the far wall and trying very hard not to look at me. I approached her and walked. You would be called out to the front of the class. Then the teacher would pull up your dress and knickers (or, if you were a boy, your trouser leg). She would then slap you across the back of your bare thigh, just below your bottom, with the flat of her hand. Then, unless you were very lucky, she would come round to your other side, raise the other side of your dress and knickers, and smack your other leg for you.Well, like everybody else in those days, I endured sporadic slappings from the age. To paraphrase an old saying, when a female, do as females do. I even wear the occasional dress now after only a week as a woman. I did promise Valerie to make her body look good in public, and I was a man -- and am a woman who keeps my promises. I certainly didn't look or feel like a 'George' any more, so I took advantage of the options available after the shift and changed my name from George Wilson to Vanessa Wilson. I decided to use a first name a bit similar to the nice person and new.