I'll attempt to recount what Carol told me.There was an open bar, lots of naughty decorations and loud music. The women drank copiously and were loud... Most of them knew of Carol's past and there were lots of ribald jokes. In the middle of the party, a group of local male entertainers called the Firemen whose motto was "We will Hose You" and whose reputation was rather racy, arrived. They wore tuxes and started dancing to grinding music. The tuxes were rip-away costumes and they were. Even when she wore her glasses (which she avoided most of the time) she still looked stunning. The male students drooled over Miss Williams. Even some of her coworkers did too.She opened the email and read quickly.It didn't matter that this was her sixth year of being a teacher--she always hated getting called to the principal's office. She probably dreaded it more than the students. It meant either some additional workload, him asking her to cover down for some additional duty or to work a. ” She quoted“Catherine it’s too early. Someone kept this old lady up rather late last night. We are going in so I can get some tea and start my day properly. NOW. Good morning Captain.” She turned and made her way to the door to the lower decks and her cabin. Catherine smiled gave him a quick kiss and a wink. Then hurried to catch up as her aunt held the door.Jake dropped his sword in his office. Then went to his cabin and did his morning hygiene, and dressed. Then he went to the kitchen to. It a tail, my tail, I was reminded when it sprouted and grew to flourish. It helped to spread apart my buttocks, bearing my anus to the sunshine, as it reformed my thighs to flanks, my legs, as feet and toes being by then, as proper for being a large breed male goat.Taking a quick inventory of what my fun time of masturbating did to me, I retained still my human hands, as looking into the bathroom mirror. I eyed forward to see a reflection of a human head, face, neck, and what I saw a moment.