I don't know what Karen was doing. Probably at home diddling herself in front of a computer. And Kay had gone to her room as we were leaving, clearly ...ot having come to any resolutions yet. As we drove around town Kathy told me about her conclusions. She had decided that it was time. She had been having fun with her cock, but she was a woman inside. She wanted to be a woman truly, or as close as she could become. Her only fear was that I would no longer want her. We had built a special bond. “We’ve been here interviewing you for one purpose, Wesley. We want you to join us on an expedition back to the City of the Gods this summer. To us, your services in translating or interpreting the stories and legends inscribed in the area would be invaluable. For yourself, it would give you the opportunity to gain a primary source for your study on communication and language. Imagine an entire city inscribed with the symbols you have used in your papers. What do you say?”Everything fell into. He continued, pulling me by the arm to the house. Once inside, he pulled my bedroom door open, I couldnt believe that I had been so stupid that I left my door unlocked from the outside. Take of your dress, he commanded. I froze not wanting to do this, knowing that I would be fully naked if I did this. Seeing my obvious discomfort, he chuckled. He slapped me over the bum twice, making me wince in pain as he did so. I said take off your dress, he shouted obviously loving the fact that we were. I was so aroused as he worked delicately on my breasts, his hand rubbing across my bump bringing an involuntary kick from inside as his cock head nudged against me as a reminder of what he wanted. My legs parted as his fingers ran through my neglected pubic hair, and a small trickle of my excitement ran down the crease of my thigh onto the bedsheets as he found my protruding clitoris. An involuntary gasp from deep in my throat escaped as he worked it round in circles using a slight.