She looked at me and asked, ‘Are you jealous? There can be no other love in my life than you.’ I couldn’t explain my sudden feelings of insecuri...y or the painful realization that some of our adventures created the circumstances for a romantic entanglement. After the dance I went to get us some drinks. I got waylaid by some friends and about thirty minutes later came back with the drinks. Carol wasn’t there. I looked all over the dance floor, waited outside the Ladies room and asked around. No. Her pussy started secreting thick juice and its aroma filled in my small room. Her smooth pussy petals were completely wet and she pulled my penis inside her choot giving me enormous joy by holding my Lund tightly in her pussy. She was continuously moaning very sexily and driving me nuts. I started giving slow & hard strokes which she was enjoying with wild moans “Ahhaaa…..” I was wildly sucking her tongue while she was continuously pushing her tongue inside my mouth & we both were testing our. “I am a girl,” he complained. “A girl with a penis, testicles, and no breasts.” No ovaries, either, or a vagina or the requisite uterus for making a baby. “I’d be a good mother,” he complained. Of course, he would. Twisting, he eyed his reflection in the mirror.He liked the concept of boys. Boys, not so much. Given a disembodied penis to suck (David Miller’s, for instance), he’d critique it for size, color, and smoothness (the pinker and smoother the better), the type of head, preferring one. We exchanged pleasantries as I sat down at the table with her. She seemed nervous but genuinely happy to see me as we caught each other up on our lives over the last twenty seven years. She had remarried about two years after she left my school, and stay married for 20 years before he passed away three years ago. She talked glowingly of this man who was a wonderful husband and stepfather to her daughter, the only child she would have. She just retired from teaching, telling me how strange it.