She planted her hands at the edge of my desk to support herself and leaned in to watch me try to find the video I was looking for. I glanced over to t...e corner of my eye to see how her arms were pushing her budding tits together and making her tiny cleavage even more tantalizing."Having trouble concentrating?" she asked. I diverted my gaze to her eyes to see they were already on mine."Nope," I said quickly, and turned back to the monitor to continue my search. In less than a minute I had found. " Of course!" George said with a smile.With that, I lowered the seat on the toilet and sat down. George unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and moved in front of me. I couldn't believe what I was about to do. He then dropped his underwear and there was his cock, about four inches long, totally soft, with a little hair above it and his balls hanging down below.I looked at him and said, "Ninety seconds! No more. I set a timer on my phone. When it goes off, I stop."George just smiled and said, "If. They seemed to go to sleep again. I watched them do nothing for another fifteen minutes. Thankfully Fiona showed up to relieve me. I was very happy to see her.I briefed Fiona on what I'd seen and what I had reasoned out. I then pointed out the current location of the 'beings' to her and waited until she'd located them. Once she had, I gave her a quick kiss and promised her that I'd send Francine to relieve her soon. Teasingly, she made me promise not to do it until I'd relieved 'Frankie'. She. I was perfectly happy asRyan and my only fascination with women before Bikini Beach had been tofind an attractive girlfriend. It was only after I had experienced thesexual charge of being Tasha at the dance that I had begun to enjoy thefemale experience. What I wanted, however, was for Mike to think of me asa "real" girl while still remembering our friendship. If I said, "yes" tothis question, I would turn his old friend Ryan into someone he couldn'trelate to--even in memory. If I said, "no".