"Shut up, Michael." He fell silent. I pointed to the floor by the corner of his desk and like a well trained dog he quickly stood there. "Drop your tr...users and underwear Michael." Without question he unbuckled his trousers and pushed them to the ground along with is boxer shorts. His average looks extended to his average size cock which already stood hard. "You will refer to me at all times as Mistress or Miss Rhodes, is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress." "You're going to masturbate for me while I. Big it was, at least for a trans-woman. She wasn't hung like a rogue elephant, but I suspected that some of her male class mates might be smaller, and at only fifteen years of age, she wasn't yet done growing. Yep, you read that right, Dumont had put a nude trans-gender fifteen year old girl on the dais. At least Rebecca didn't seem to mind, in fact she looked like she even enjoyed it.That was more than could be said for her co-model, a fourteen year old girl whom everybody in our school knew –. " Good. When you wake up from your sleep, you will not remember that we had this conversation. You will not remember anything I have said but when I say Star Kitten you will do as you are told. Do you understand?" Yes, sir." Now I want you to go sit at your desk."I stood up slowly and walked over to my desk and sat down. Major Mitchell said, "Pamela, I am going to count backwards from five and when I get to one you will wake up and you will not remember our conversation.Five... four... three.... "I'll bet." There was a look of understanding there that Jenni hadn't expected to see. She might just have made a friend here, if you ignored the whole 'getting fucked by her boyfriend in an auto garage' thing. Jenni decided that she was going to do just that."So what's it like dancing at Ziggy's?" she asked, not thinking about the unique odour of sweat, bike exhaust and leather that had come from Zane's crotch as she'd blown him."Well, it's nothing like Showgirls," Rachel said. "I like.