Come on-I smiled at him and departed with him.When we were in the gym, he asked me to do some exercises to my arms and legs.After them, we washed ours...lves in the particular bathrooms…if we tried to get together sexually, we would be caught and…finished!After we were washed, I dried myself, got back dressed and went outside.-ss…-I heard from the upstairs. I looked back. Imad was up there where we once secretly had sex in the gym.I knew why but we went there anyway.-imad, what are you gonna do. They both watched me intently and I couldn’t help but blush.“Oh dear I think she’s embarrassed,” said Miss which didn’t help the situation.“We have plenty of time. We can wait,” came back Mistress and she perched herself on the edge of the bath.I tried to relax and finally I managed to pee. I tried to close my knees but Mistress tugged on the leash and a jolt of pain went to my already sore nipples. “Keep those knees wide, slut.”I opened them obediently and let the piss stream out and tinkle. . I'll always be a girl!!?!" his hands were on his temple, his fingers in that strange hair; if he had been seeing where his eyes were pointing he would be looking down at his C cup chest, and splayed and upraised knees. 'I am sure you will adapt. No changing means no evidence.' Jim's mind shifted fully onto the body, and most particularly on his missing maleness, and the wound that was now there. "NOOOO!!!" +++ "You'll 'always be a girl?' Good!! There is some justice in this world!" a bitter. "Is this all right? It's a bit isolated where the unfortunate other diners tonight won't be able to enjoy your loveliness but I want you all for myself."I expected some reference to our earlier coupling but he knew we both still had it on our minds and that it didn't need mentioning.There was a chilled bottle of Champagne, a very nice one, at that, standing at our table which the maitre-d opened and poured for his approval. He nodded, then our glasses were filled.We lifted them as he left us.