“Tom, Sally, I am so very sorry about my daughter’s behavior. And you, Miss Emily, I cannot apologize enough on behalf of my child. Her mother has...done a poor job of teaching her how to act in polite society and I should have taken action long ago. I take full responsibility for this, and I sincerely hope you can forgive me.”“I don’t think there is anything to forgive, Sir, although I do appreciate your concern for my feelings. Please tell Valerie that I bear her no ill-will at all, and that I. ..it's about being her, you lovethe way you look, the feel of the bra straps on your shoulders, the smellof her perfume, the way you walk, the way you have practiced talking as awoman for months. You look in the mirror one more time as you shut offthe car. "I am Katherine Taylor" you say in a very feminine and passablevoice, grab your purse, exit the car, and glide across the parking lot,moving with all the grace and confidence of a 60 something woman whoknows she is attractive and pretty,. "From now until the end of the semester." Well," I observed, "it ought to keep you from finding mischief." It'll do that," he agreed. "Besides that, training for the swim team began this week. I ain't gonna have energy to go sniffing poontang during the week, anyway." You really have a way with words," I said sourly. I felt like I needed to take a shower, and that was just from talking to Westy. He got up and started rummaging around again. If he's looking for a conscience, he isn't going to. I found myself speaking to her slowly between my own breaths. Though it sounded loud enough to fill the room, and was pounding with intensity, there was an odd calmness to it, in my own ears: "I am going to fuck your face, Jessica. I am going to cum down your throat. And I'm not going to stop until I'm done cumming." And then, to my amazement, there was another moan deep from within her-- it seemed to come from her very diaphragm and radiated all around the entire trunk of my cock, deeply.