No real man would do that."And on and on I went, listing out in great detail just what aninadequate man he was, how uselessly ridiculous he was whenev...r he puton the airs of masculinity."And now sweetie, to ensure that we never go back to how things were,you are going to experience the ultimate in emasculation, here, in ourbedroom."His eyes popped.[Readers, lighten up! Come on! I'd never castrate him. He might ask forit and I might facilitate the same, but I would never do so against hiswill.. "Though I was used as the subject of the discussion, I didn't have to become an exhibit. I wasn't paraded around as an 'oddity'.Mr. Fraser was an interesting teacher. He made the class fun, inserting humor into the discussion wherever possible. The benefit of this is that he kept the class' attention on him and the discussion. There were a few glances my way, but nowhere near as many as in the other classes.This was interesting. I had been naked for half the school day and other than in Health. A ripple of pleasure went through my body. I hadn’t been touched like this in a long time and it felt so right. He bit down a little harder as one of his hands wrapped around my waist, pushing us closer together. I moved my head a little so more of my neck was exposed to him. He moved his lips up my neck to my ear and began to nibble it. His other hand went under my shirt to my breast. He let go of my waist and went to my other breast, caressing them under my bra while still nibbling my ear. ’ ‘Don’t say another word, I’m warning you,’ she snarled. I guess I had myself to blame, I just couldn’t resist winding the early 40’s slim 5’7′ detective in the black knee length skirt suit, up. ‘So they got a little turned on, or, did you?’ I watched a little shocked I must admit, as she took off her jacket and placed it on the door hook. She kicked off her shoes all the time watching my eyes. She then did something most peculiar, she yanked off her wedding ring, and then pushed it in her.