Mrs. Page was a married woman who loved pussy. She wore a business look-a-like suit in the color of gray. Her hair was wrapped up into a bun and had s...reaks of gray. Serena thought she might have been one of the old, boring, dull teachers. Christine walked her in and introduced them.“Hi, Mrs. Page,” Christine said.Mrs. Page looked up and smiled. “Hello, dear. Who is this?” she asked, gesturing to Serena.“This is Serena. She’s a new student.”“I see. Come here Ms. Serena.”Serena slowly walked. I let him have it his way.I closed my eyes and was relaxing while he was massaging my back and shoulder with oil. Then I felt two more hand massaging my back. When I was trying to look back, he covered my eyes with a soft cloth and told me dont worry or think of anything….just relax…..it was hard for me to relax but with my hands tied I had very little choice. Now one guy was on my left and other on my right. They were massaging their side of my body. Got a good hand, shoulder, neck and back. You stupid woman, I'm not grace, I'm... this can't be real.Yes what you see is really you, can't you see, can't you tell?Oh you poor baby thinking you were male that must have been Hell.But... I am Male... I have to be male, what have you done to me.I've done nothing this is who you are can't you see.Let me go, Let me free... Let you be who you were meant to be.I'm just trying to help you can't you see.But if you refuse I must force you to be grace.I was truly hoping this just wouldn't be the. But I have loved all that we have done, and I want to keep doing it. And I wouldn't mind -- no, make that I would love having your baby." And I would love you having OUR baby, too. But we need to talk about other things first."Now Sue was confused. She loved this man and could only think about having him fill her with his baby. "What things?" Let's start with you not being hurt." Every girl -- every woman -- knows that having a baby hurts. That is the price we are willing to pay for being loved.