The management conducted raids in the classrooms and caught lots of adult books from our school bags. So, the management arranged a meeting with our p...rents to solve this problem.And my mom was also called and asked to be at the school in the coming Sunday. My mom talked to me about it and I was happy as she was talking to me the first time after I failed.On Sunday at my school, I was sitting near my mother like every other student who came with their mom. The principal started talking about. I wasstarting to like this power I had.I worked until one o'clock, and decided to go for lunch. Usually, Ijust grabbed a slice of pizza and read my paper. Today, everythingseemed more alive. I passed by Saks Fifth Avenue, and looked in thewindows. In six years, I don't think I had set foot in Saks except as ashort cut from my office to the pizza place when it was raining. Today,however, I decided to see if my new body came with the shopping geneall women had.First stop, shoes. I don't know why.. Even though it was through my top, the way his fingers pressed intomy softness was make me squirm. It wasn't so much that I wassensitive, but the sensation was so alien, and it was making me wetjust being fondled. It didn't help that I suddenly noticed that he'dgotten nice and hard as I sat on his lap."Now, isn't that better. You should know that girls take a bit morework to get ready than guys do." He broke the kiss as I squirmed. Ididn't know if he could feel how wet I was, but he had to feel. I had a swelling in mytesticles and wanted to have a doctor check me out. I did not feel itwas a major problem and I had put off going to the doctor until schoolwas out.I arrived a little early at the doctor's office and told by Rachel,Doctor Sanchez 's daughter that he would see me in the exam room one. Iwalked into the exam room and removed my pants and sat down on the examtable. Dr. Sanchez walked in and asked what he could do for me today? Itold him I was here to see him because I had a.