That night, Virgil did give a couple hand-jobs to Jean. Against his better judgement, he also gave her a blow-job. He was surprised how well the spe...m tasted to his taste buds, making him wonder if his inner working might be subject to change too. After a confusing night, the happily married couple fell asleep.On Monday morning, Virgil prepared for work. He discovered his clothes were now all feminine: plenty of dresses and skirts, no ties or dinner jackets. After putting on a lime green. I reached down and touched my shaft through my speedos, rubbing it. It ached as it pressed against the fabric, trying to find freedom. Rick, who had stripped to his briefs by this point, walked by on his way to talk to a couple other guys. “That’s it, play with yourself a bit. You’re starting to look like a natural.”I beamed with pride. I placed my elbow on the pool table and leaned on it. I ran my hand across my bare thigh, teasingly bringing it tantalizingly close to my covered-yet-visible. Whereas before we had been equals, now I had become his protector anddefender as I developed my inner strength. In defending him, I foundthat I was stronger than I thought that I was, and being the nurturertype, I became the defender for the underdog. Our parents were veryproud of me for my stance against bigotry. Even though there was somesigns of equality, there were way too many clubs and fraternities andsororities opened only to certain people in the school, by the time thatwe graduated,. ‘Mmm, Ivan Jones, you do love me,’ she was knowledgeable enough to realise that as her elbow touched him there whist she hugged him. Ivan gulped. So this is how it was with a girl. This is what it was all about. Everything was happening to him all at once, a new life, a new environment and a sweet, sweet girl beside him, to show him the ways of something which until then had just been a figment of his imagination. ‘I think I do love you, Carol, I really do’ he flushed still with the taste of.