It wasamazing how easily we were able to change form "sex-mode" to "study-mode"across the course of the day.For the next few days, this was the patter... of behaviour that wasrepeated: an hour of so of kinky sex at the start, followed by studying.Then lunch and another hour of kinkiness before the final study period. Itseemed to work surprisingly well.As Teresa was a good girl - at least at first - the need o keep her inchastity at night was much reduced. The first couple of weekends went. .. which he supposed (as a distant relation to King Edward) heactually was!Standing for a moment on the platform, waiting for the train, he suddenlyreally saw himself as he was now. To every passerby he was an elegantlady on a trip to the capital. As long as his mouth was shut no one couldtell him for the imposter he was. He was a beautiful woman, the breezecaressing the curls of his long hair, his hands neatly clasped at hiswaist.Though something felt a little off... like he really wanted. Between her memories, and the note, and her missing underwear Debbie figured the parts about getting it on with Alex last night had to have been accurate, but there was no way she had the details right. Just because some parts of her memories were accurate didn't mean they all were. Seriously, some of those details were like scenes from a bad science fiction movie.Still though, Debbie thought, it was weird how she specifically remembered getting fucked - not just as in 'had sex with, ' or. Marisa stood up and watched her. She ran into the sea after her and swam towards her. "What are you doing?" she asked."Me? You're the one teasing me. You know I fancy you."Marisa grabbed hold of Elizabeth's face and kissed her hard. They stared at each other and then kissed passionately arms around one another in a passionate embrace. Marisa cried out a little as she was being finger fucked in the sea by Elizabeth. "Don't stop," she said, pleasurably.Elizabeth was turned on by fingering a girl.