"So Jill, how long have you been helping with the orchestra?" askedHelen."Since March," Jill replied. "Julia has been working part time here forover ... year." And the company she works for doesn't mind?" I asked rather surprised."I'm not sure why and Julia has told me not to ask."We arrived at the dinning room and Dan moved across one seat so that Jillcould sit next to me. Someone must have informed the dinning staff, asJill's meal was already on one of the year one trolleys."It's nice to be. He knew what he wanted because it was an obsession that had dominated his life ever since puberty. He wanted to be female. But he did not want to turn into a girl and then have to try to explain to the rest of the world what happened to him and who he was. Even if he could convince everybody who he was (or had been), he did not want to have to deal with his friends and family who would ask why he wished to become a girl.After he became a girl, he could use the rest of his wishes to gain. Bending down to look I realised that it was a silver coloured Zippo-like lighter. I picked it up and examined it. There was some sort of inscription on it, but I couldn't read it in the faint light. I looked up the path but I couldn't see anyone in the distance, so I put the lighter in my pocket, intending to ask anyone I met if they'd lost it, or put an advert in the paper if I didn't find the owner.The side path was narrower than the main path, but I wasn't really bothered which route I took,. "Don't stop, Sara! Fuck...UfFFMMM...don't stop! Don't stop! FUCK MMMMMM!"Sara's tongue traced ampersands across her friend's engorged clit (a trade secret that her college roommate had taught her during an unexpected game of Truth or Dare) and as she did that her fingers massaged the area that she knew would make her friend orgasm the fastest. With her other hand, she was able to get a middle digit slid up into Kristy's butt and soon the orgasm was starting.Sara felt Kristy jerk on top of her.