“Here you go. Now I have to say, my girl, I'd like nothing better than to take you in and attend to that bottom myself. You took your punishment wel... and it would be only fitting for me to soothe some of the hurt away. Like kissing it better, really.” Her colour was high as she gave a giggle.“Oh, Miss...” Hands that stroked, caressed, fondled – hands whose touch wandered off limits into...into... It was all too vivid and a spasm of lust clenched Alison's thighs together. “Oh-oh-oh...”“My dear. She was the beasts.When Lindsey returned from the stream, in the company of the two undergraduate females, the professor had a look of disappointment on his face as he flicked through images on his laptop. David handed Lindsey a warm mug of coffee.“Thanks, David.”“Feeling better?” David asked and Lindsey gave him a long sustained look. Would men ever understand?“A bit,” she replied tersely. Lindsey was feeling more composed as the shock wore off, the cold water had helped. The sharp, lingering. These are the she males who love to get together and cry about hormones and electralysis and how nobody understands and blah blah fucking blah. Just get over it, please. Me, I’m just a horny pervert looking for a lay. I don’t need a damn crying convention. So of course what do I do? Start thinking with the wrong head again. The first time I saw Maria it was at my first meeting of the Pleasant Town* Trangender League. It was lust/love at first sight. All I thought about the whole night was. The crowd went crazy as our mouths pressed together, our tongues licking and sucking, the men cheering at the sight of 'two girls' kissing. I realized that no one knew Frankie anymore. No one could even see him, he didn't exist. As the night drew to an end, Leanne came to rescue me from a couple who wanted to take me home. The girl had been begging to "eat my pussy" and the guy had already pulled out his cock to show me how big it was, and it was actually fucking huge! We quickly exited and.