" In your dreams Todd," I said trying to sound confident."Well if I don't Trish," he leered again, "guess what's going all over town." You can't do th...t," I shouted, but I knew it was useless for I knew he was a rat."Of course I can," he smiled a very nasty smile and his hand reached out and squeezed my nearest boob."Please don't do that," I begged and pushed his hand away. Then things got very frightening. He grabbed my hair and pulled me across the front seat."Now listen cunt," he snarled in. I lay on the breast and stomach facing my back to sky.He poured some oil. And started to massage my shoulders and giving professional strokes I was feeling like he was draining and removing all my stress and was getting relaxed.Really girls you need to get massaged and have and am sure you we have an awesome unforgettable moments in your life to get appointment mail: Then he massaged even my breast from side. Then he started to massage in circular motion in some spots of my spine I was feeling. ”“You will?” My heart beat so badly. Ever since she said she wished I was a man, the thought wouldn’t leave me. I dreamed sometimes I had a cock to break her maidenhead.“Touch me,” she said, eyes commanding, voice a sultry purr.My hand slid across her side, pressing between our stomachs. I reached lower and lower, feeling the silk adorning her nethers. Reaching deeper. She gasped as I brushed the pearl hidden in her clam and caressed her hot flesh. I stroked her, rubbing up and down her flesh,. I am sure that anyone walkinginto the ladies washroom must hear my moans and thrashing but I am uncaringof my environment. Such is my need. And the worse part of it is, that now,as I hobble on my high heels down this dark basement hallway, my genitals arestarting to swell and burn again with the same intensity. As I wobble down the hall on my shaky ankles, I am relivingthe next day after that exam. I approach the bulletin board across from thelecture hall with trepidation. Oh god, there it is,.