On top of me was an inhumanly beautiful man. Muscles in the arms, his hair slicked back in a very 1950’s fashion and his eyes looked like they could...cut through the silk sheets that laid underneath me.He put his hand underneath my back pulling me up slowly as I went limp in his arms. I was terrified as he leaned into my ear and whispered in my ear ‘Do not be afraid Cherie’ He said in an almost French accent. ‘It will not sting for long’His hand glazed down to my leg, he sat me on his laps like. Any dog which did so would have been destroyed forthwith.The hunt took place over a purpose-built enclave some three miles by four with the triple palace in the south-west corner. The natural features of the area had been adapted and the foothills to the north of the Golden Palace formed a natural boundary. A small river flowed from the hills in a sweeping reverse curve to the side of the palace and could be crossed easily only at one point, where there was a ford. Groves of trees had been. She sat at her desk watching the clock, which seemed to move a bit slower than usual. Her mind wandered as she thought about the island. She wondered what they could do while there. The brochure showed restaurants, trail rides, scuba diving, and many other kinds of tourist attractions. However she wanted just the two of them, to do something different. Sure they could stroll on the sun kissed beach, or gazing at the star light sky, while fucking in the sand. She continued fantasizing. A. CouldI be feminine enough? Could I talk like a girl? Would I forget all ofthe mannerisms mom made me practice? I checked in at the office, wasadmitted to the school, and went to my first class.What really shook me the most was the way the girls acted around theguys; I hadn't paid any attention to that before, all the hair flipping,eye contact, provocative postures and smiles they used to gain theattention of a guy. In the restrooms I actually heard them dividing theguys into groups, who was.