.“Quiet normal “ said Mr Spencer.Meg had never felt so humiliated or exposed in her life but in some corner of her mind a flicker of excitement wa... burning.Mr Spencer opened Megs bottom cheeks for the usual check he always performed .Megs anus was in perfect condition albeit a little damp and opened all to freely.Her vagina seemed in order as well and Mr Spencer observed the hairless labia and really quiet damp pussy hole. Once again quiet normal Mr Spencer flexed the cane and said “are you. One night, though, I wake and see Les and Travis sucking each other’s cock.For some reason, probably jealousy, my eyes start to tear up and I bury my face in the pillow, sobbing like a baby. When I stop, I feign sleep and they’re none the wiser. I think about that often in the classroom that day. Suddenly, I think, Jeez get over it, get a grip, grow up!At supper on Friday night, Lucy regales us with a ten-year-old story of how she and her sister dressed Les as a girl. They took him shopping. He slid them on and went back to the closet to grab a shirt and trousers.He took his shirt but as he opened the drawer for some trousers all he saw was skirts, skirts and skirts. Confused by this sight he grabbed one of the skirts and held it in front of him. It looked like it might fit him. Curiously he stepped into the skirt, pulled it up and zipped the back. It fitted exactly.In the mirror he saw a man in a shirt and a skirt with matching stockings. Instantly he saw the front of the skirt. Did you ever get a good look?" I ask, almost innocently. (If not for my raging near erection) " Oh yeah" she says nonchalantly, but says no more. I don't say anything, I just gesture for her to continue. In my mind; however, I'm screaming and raving for her to go on "GODDAMMIT!!!" "Well, her's are almost exactly like mine, same length and all, but her lips are a touch darker than mine." The room is spinning, is this what feeling "faint" is? My breathing is a little ragged, did I.