My daydreams were usually interrupted when one nun or another called on me to answer. Proving how dumb I was, I always answered and almost always answ...red correctly. This was not the way to sink into blissful mediocrity. I thought about purposefully getting answers wrong, but when my name was called my Pavlovian little brain insisted on spitting out the right ones.The one answer I couldn't figure out was how to escape my role as the geek of the class. Then, one morning, the glimmer of an answer. But I decided I am more afraid of spending my last days, weeks, months in fear. What I am doing now is wonderful. I am spending time with my parents, with Pamela. I especially like this with you. I used to be horribly embarrassed to tell a boy I liked him."She lifted my hand and kissed the palm. Then she turned it and pressed it against her check, closing her eyes like a contented cat."I don't have time for embarrassment any more. I probably don't have the time to find a boy, flirt with him, go. He sat close to me in the hot tub, the water easing our aching bones, again jerking each other off. I told him not to cum in the water as it would mess up with the chemistry of the water. We talked some more and he told me that he had jerked off a friend of his from school and that’s all they ever did. I asked what he would like to do, and he said “everything”. I asked if he was interested in girls at all, and he said they are nice to hang around with, but didn’t want to have sex with them. My. When you pee-" I get it," I said. "When I pee I'll have to sit down. I already dowhen I'm dressed." And so you shall even when presenting as a male. All of this." Rhiana, I-"The bartender arrived. "You girls were in earlier."I smiled as Mistress Rhiana nudged me."Going back to the beach?" he asked."Three please," I said.He headed off to make the drinks."He remembers you," Miss Alexa said, excited."Who could forget me?" I asked, considering my appearance both earlierand now."Maybe he likes you,".