She never thought she would see the day when Dr. Calkins had another man’s last name, and a wedding ring to go along with it.Catherine sat down towa...ds the front of the class and braced for the disappointment of seeing what her hero had become.Prof. Baker gave a big, fake smile. “Hello, class. Welcome to the first day of History of Western Fashion. Now I’m sure many here took this class because it was three credits and the average grade the last four years running was an A-. This is a. Ze haalt alles te voorschijn wat we zaterdag hebben gekocht en hetbegint. Eerst opmaken, beetje voor beetje zie ik me weer veranderen. Depruik op mijn hoofd, kunsttietjes, een b.h., slipje, gordeltje, nylons.Het jurkje krijg ik aan, schoentjes, sierraden. Eindelijk ben ik klaar.Een beetje wankel sta ik op de torenhoge naaldhakken.We gaan samen naar de kamer, we drinken een glaasje, dansen weer wat.Zoenend deinen we langzaam en dichtjes tegen elkaar door de kamer.Maar dan schrikken we op. De bel. “Oh my goodness, Mac, is it hot in here or is it me,” Harriet chuckled as she felt the unmistakable hot flush of arousal and sexual tension causing her to burn up. When this happened in an openly sexual setting, Harriet took it as the signal to get naked and proceed to fuck Bud or whatever sexual partner she was about to have sex with. Harriet found Mac to be a very sexy and beautiful woman, but Harriet tended to be almost exclusively heterosexual, so she didn’t feel the arousal was bisexual at. It was the only orgasm I have ever had that I would call peaceable, all warmth and serenity and quiet joy, a feeling of love that spread through my entire body, and then seemed to pass through me into him." We made love again that night, always attentive to each others' needs, and exploring others. The last time was passionate. Yes, passionate! By morning he had finally lost all of his inhibitions. We trusted each other absolutely, and we owned each other, and we took possession of each other.