.that could be the reason she was so tired. She recalled the night she had entertained the stag party, and how she had worn all of those young lads ou..., but, how energised the event had left her. Not like this time. No! After she had waved goodbye to the equally tired, Kevin....she could have cried. She was so....drained! Her body was so....used, her brain...mush! After a shower and glass of water she had went to bed, settig her alarm for 2pm. She had fallen asleep immediately. Lying in the. I looked at the check and aside from the $7.32 it said I owed, there was a note written on it just below the total. But it wasn't normal hand writing it looked like calligraphy, the most beautiful hand writing I'd ever seen. The note simply read:"Tyler, I can help you achieve your greatest fantasy; I can help you become a woman. Meet me in the room you saw me enter just now."I was dumbfounded. First of all how could she have known my name, I didn't tell it to her I least I thought I didn't. But. ” He pushes me off of him and tells me to get in my knees head down ass in the air. Trembling, I do as he says without any hesitation.I feel his hand smack against my ass over and over. With each smack he is asking if I thought by giving him a blow job I was taking control of him? I cry out "No sir! I only want to do a good job for you, give you as much pleasure as I can." My ass cheeks are burning. I feel his fingers slide first into my dripping wet pussy then move up to my asshole. One finger. ....a black guy. Sean always gave me shit about being his only "White Friend" but we always got along. Mandy got home from volleyball practice and said hi to Sean and me before going and taking a shower. Sean said how weird it was to see how grown up she was as we continued playing. Mandy eventually came out into the kitchen wearing a pink sports bra and pink pajama shorts and had her hair back. She went into the fridge as I caught Sean staring at her ass out of the corner of his eye as she.