We had returned to our suite and Mom had ordered tea from room service,as was our custom before we went to sleep for the night. Sofia wassitting by th... door to the suite, still in her working clothes. Becauseof the assignment, that meant a suit with a skirt because of the venue.The only compromise was wearing low-heeled pumps so as not to restricther movements if needed."Sofia, come sit with us?" Mom asked."That's okay, Mrs. James, no need for me to get too comfortable." Nonsense, I think any. " I answered a little hesitantly."Ok good, girls, 3...!" Hannah began counting down along with the rest of the girls."2...!" ...1!"With that, I summoned all my strength and forced my head up. Just as I did that, I felt the towel whip away from my face, and my body shot up strait.In a flash, I saw a real chubby bum coming right for my face!It all happened in an instant, but for that brief instant, it was like time had slowed right down. I watched helplessly as my face inched closer and closer. If one rejects the biological purpose of the female, a shemale--a mantransformed into an imitation of a woman--can be fun and sexy, becausethen it's only the sex that counts. Shemales are a part of America's loveaffair with what has been called the "culture of death" or the "deathculture." As such, they are as sexy as the forbidden fruit that temptedAdam in the Garden of Eden. They second-guess God or nature, as it were,suggesting that chicks with dicks may be an equally good, if not. "Becky, you're mom is here!" she reported breathlessly in a low voice. Rebecca didn't have to ask how this girl whose name she didn't know knew hers. Everyone seemed to know who Rebecca York was. When you were one of the infamous St. Dunstan's Skinny Dippers, everyone knew exactly who you were. "And there are tons of bigwigs. They're in with Hayseed right now." Is it about this?" Angela asked, pointing to the news article about their school."Gee, ya think?" Rebecca replied. "What else could it.