I glanced to my side to see Trisha, looking completely unaffected by the scenes and… somewhat smug?Suddenly, Trisha paused the movie and looked to m..., “Ryan, d’you know why I was staring at you after you helped me with my lotion earlier?” I tried my best to hide the strain I was dealing with as I answered, “No, why?” Her hand then quickly lunged towards me and landed on my crotch. “I was staring at this.” I was startled, confusing, and a little hornier. I managed to ask, “W-what? What are you. She had gotten inside me before I had a chance to protest, then commanded again, "Spread your cheeks for me, bitch," and with that I reached back and pulled my cheeks in either direction. "Oh, you want to be fucked like the little slut you are, don't you?"I just waited silently. She was relishing this moment, so she asked again, "Don't you, whore?" Yes," I said softly."Yes, what?" she asked."Yes, I want you to fuck me," I obediently stated, very turned on by her dominant nature.She pressed. Let's call a spade a spade here ... I belong to you more than most of you guys ... I have been the happiest that I've ever been in my life! When you and I ... and the others all stood up to Monica, I felt like ... brave again. I felt strong and heroic again. I felt proud of myself at last ... unashamed to be my true self at last..."I think ... okay, I'll just come out and say it ... I think that I'm at least a natural sissy or transvestite or something, if not an actual woman. I want to. /I hereby deem this the self holiday of ‘Cathie’s Get-A-Quickie-At-Work Day’/. she thought to herself while reclining just enough not to have her skirt fall down her long and slender legs. The next five minutes became a game of cat and mouse messaging for both David and Cathie alike. She would send him a teasing question, and he would respond be giving her a very, and much needed, vulgar answer. She would send him a picture of her from her last girls night with her best friend from college, and.