Carl was confident that he could get a couple of reliable guys from school.My dad walked in just as we finished up and said, “So the three of you wi...l be heading off to college in a couple of weeks.”Carl laughed and said, “Not me, Mr. Paterson. I still have another year of high school.”“I didn’t mean you, Carl. I meant those three.” as my dad pointed to Ted, Jenny, and me.Jenny waved her hand in protest, “I’m not going to college. I have to get back to work.”Dad pulled up a chair and said, “I. . I think. If I was talking to a male then I was talking to a pretty convincing feminine male. Thoughts of earlier fantasies returned. If I felt I was in turmoil before then at this moment I was in a state of near panic. Not only had I forgotten how to talk to a lady but I had no idea how to talk to this person - Rachel........"Errr Rachel........."I started lamely, "what brings you to this town on a cold winter’s day?" I want to visit a certain little place and really don't want the drive to. “I have to drop it in a bag.” He pulled her blouse out with his right hand and dropped the candy from the dyed one. She saw right then that she should change from her office clothes. She had her own plans for this night. He would stay close to the door and answer every ring of the doorbell. She didn’t mind; it was a subtler form of bondage.By the time she was back dressed in one of his old shirts and an old skirt, another crew was at the door. “It’s green!” a voice screamed from the porch. It. I sucked on my cigarette as I began to buck back against his thrusts, timing it to push against him each time as he pushed into my electrified rectum, lost in a feminine lust I still cannot quite explain. It just felt SO much better than fucking myself with tools EVER could have; it was literally everything I could have imagined and SO much more. He could have fucked me forever, for all I cared at that moment. I bucked back against him with an eagerness I'd never felt before, feeling nothing.