"No, he doesn't but somebody else does," confided Mavis."What? I don't understand," said Gwen thinking that her friend must be having an affair."Promi...e you will not tell Mike or anyone else, Gwen, please promise," said Mavis wondering if she had already said too much."Of course but are you saying that you are having an affair?" asked Gwen."No, I am not having an affair but I do get fucked," replied Mavis mysteriously."Still don't understand," said Gwen."You know that Mike is away a week at a. He then listened to hisvoice played back to him. The machine voice told him whether his next attemptwas an improvement.This class was run by a male. The Master sat at a larger desk at the front ofthe room. It seemed that his monitor and headphones were connected to all ofthe trainees' machines. Thus Michelle heard his voice interrupt early in thelesson, to warn that improvement was advisable."I want to be pretty. I want to be feminine"Time after time, Michelle spoke those words and heard his. I was going to need one quick, since the waist was always loose, even while the ass was tight.Jen was right as usual.When the nurse's aide rolled me out, we were immediately surrounded by flashing lights.There were so many questions I had no idea which ones to answer first, so I didn't answer any.The aide deposited me beside the door of Jen's Mercedes.I stood while she wheeled the chair away.I managed to open the heavy door without any help.For the next long minute I squirmed trying to find a. M.Aman sat in the front bench in front of the teacher’s desk and was busy writing in a notebook placed on his desk. Monica was sitting behind her desk and she was busy reading a book with her glasses on.“How much longer do I have to stay her Ms. Monica?” asked Aman lifting his head to look at her.“As long as it takes for you to complete that chapter! Now stop dawdling and get on with it.”An hour later Ms. Monica went through his report and finally gave him permission to leave.“Hmmm….All seems.