*By Monday, the news was all around school, varying from the relativelyaccurate, to altered versions distorted through ignorance, repetition,and malev...lence. "Morton's getting reassigned!" "Lucy saw him buyingknickers with his mum!" "They're gonna cut his willy off, make him wearbras!" "I heard he volunteered! He's wanted to be a girl since he wassix!"Of course, not everybody engaged in tawdry rumour-mongering. Some of myfriends - Jack, and Keith, particularly - were sympathetic. They askedwhat. As we’ve been wanting to try out a threesome, we got in contact. We traded stories and spoke about our interests, fantasies and wants. We decided to chat through Kik and shared pictures of me sucking Adam delicious dick as well as him fucking my pussy hard, in return our Italian stallion shared pictures of his cock and videos of his hard dick as he wanked while watching our videos. Adam and I were eager but nervous, as it would be our first threesome, especially for me (I’ve never had one. " ... And then she took me back to my car and asked me to come get you. Just in case."Beth was lying on the couch, watching TV, a small mountain of tissues stacked on the coffee table in front of her.She was feeling a bit better, now finally able to sit up periodically on the couch to watch TV instead of lying constantly on her bed.She nodded, also shocked by the recounting of the story, but communicating it with docile head bobs."You saved her? You?" she said in a way that made it sound like. But was it what Terri wanted? Could she even accept it? I hoped, deeply hoped, that Carol was right about that as well.There's another reason too, Carol said finally."I'm almost afraid to ask."Darling, said Carol, the English major, have you ever heard the expression, 'hung for a sheep, hung for a lamb'? If you're going to break it to her, you should go all the way. I felt a soft warm hand cup my balls. Even though you're better hung than any sheep I ever heard of.I reached for her, and that.