Tears in my eyes I stumbled to my car. Struggling for a moment to unlock the door I finally got in and sat down. I wiped my face and glanced to the fr...nt window. There stood Terry imploring me with words and gestures not to leave. I was devastated. How could he do this to me? Why would he do this to me? I started the car and drove away without a destination in mind, just away from here. Hot tears stung my eyes as I tried to maintain control of the car. I was angry and had no idea what to do.. And Sophie was right, he had practically begged her to buyinappropriate shoes on occasions - shoes which had lain dormant at theback of the wardrobe ever since. And, it was true, he had found theidea of moving between the genders both disconcerting and fascinating.So fascinating that he had, from time to time, removed a dress fromSophie's wardrobe and held it against himself, wondering what it wouldbe like to wear it before replacing it. And finally, as he'd taken somuch trouble to put. Mrs. Wilson has one above her picture. The religious studies teacher everyone hates. Her bio says she’s married, age 41. Wow, six kids.I watch as the camera zooms in on her. Lori Wilson. Even now, her face is scrunched up and mean. She looks like she wants to yell at people, bitch at her abductors, tell them they’re going to hell for all this.She is hot though. Shorter hair, auburn. Layered and wavy around her face, a ‘bob’ style that makes her look like a typical classy mom. She’s a bit of a. She eased off my cock, but still laid on top of me. “Wow that was incredible, for by the best sex in a long time” she whispered. We laid in the bed for awhile. At moments she kiss me, other moments I kiss her boobs. One moment I reached down and kissed her ass, and pushed myself further to play with her toes. When we finally got out of bed, it was the afternoon. I cooked up some brunch and she took a shower. When I took mine shower, Jackie joined me after eating. She washed my cock with her.