Yes Miss Havlin... whatever you say Miss. I'm sorry Miss... Thankyou Miss...." Well put your fucking uniform on then!"Michelle hurriedly complied and ...tepped into the black trousers. As shedrew them up over her cheap black tights she quickly felt that they werenot the wrongly feared male form but were in fact woman's workweartrousers!The single, side buttoned waistband settled far higher than her nowshredded male cargo pants had, the feminine cut bringing the crotchpainfully higher, crushing. What’s got your ego depressed? Did Brett not talk to you, again?”My head shot up and I glanced at Gracey and then stared at Liya. Was she interested in Brett, too? I thought that I was the only one that could see past his shyness and too-skinny body. Leave it to our resident genius to have picked up on the possibility that is Brett.I put my arms around Liya and said, “Come on, girl. He’s just very shy, particularly with girls, and even more particularly with attractive girls. I’ve known him. “Go to the stall on the end, the one up against the wall,” Wesley said. “Lock the door and sit on the toilet. Hurry now.”Amaya did as she was told. The toilet was just as dirty as the rest of the bathroom, but thankfully, the bowl was empty. She closed the door and was disturbed to see that the lock was just a tiny metal bar that pushed out an inch onto bare wood. There were grooves in the door where other people had obviously opened the door with the lock on. She sat down gingerly on the. We shared a kiss and she whispered “are you gonna fuck me Steve” in my ear. I nodded my assent and replied “shortly” as I was still engrossed in watching the scene unfolding before me. Emma who’d resisted Tasha’s advances so many times was succumbing to Sammy who’d slowly stripped her naked and was now knelt on the floor between her legs lapping lazily at the exposed pussy before her. I knew from my own experience that Emma loved oral sex and I also knew (from Lisa’s experience) that Sammy was.