I was way beyond foreplay. But the thought of Lisa probing my ass with her soft little tongue was irresistible. I flipped over on to my stomach, and h...nched my butt into the air.I felt her crawl between my legs, and she rubbed my butt cheeks with her little hands. But only for a moment. Soon I felt her warm tongue probing against my ass cheeks, over, but not quite touching, my asshole. I gasped at the sensations, and I was delighted with her willingness to lick me there. I reached my hands back. Something in her voice suddenly brought things into sharp relief for me, but before I had time to digest them, Karen was already setting off down the narrow alley, hemmed in on both sides by brick. In daylight you could see that they were different shades, but now it was pitch black as I followed her. There was litter and an unpleasant acrid smell. Images were sliding through my mind; the way Karen tended to look at me while I was holding forth, the way she sometimes fiddled with her hair when. We both had a good little laugh about it but then she turned serious andasked what I thought about it, and did I ever wonder what it felt liketo dress as a woman. Since I was talking to my best friend I feltcomfortable opening to her and told her the whole story about my sisterand I and how we played games for a few years.Melanie seemed very intrigued by my story and asked if I still gotdressed on my own. I told her that I haven't done anything like it for along time since I no longer had. Put that son of a bitch in jail. You know who I am, so you better do it.”One of the campus police officers asked me, “What started this?”“I was in the room when Scott came in, spread his stuff all around the room, and told me to get my shit out of the way so he could put his anywhere he wanted to. I asked him to keep his personal stuff on his side of the room, and he went off on me. He became more violent until he was hollering for me to come out to the hallway so that he could teach me a.