As the steam starts to build you remember how hot and crazy we got the night before. You smile knowing you've never come that much in your life as my ...ussy milked every drop of cum out of you. The thought of it all makes you rock hard and you start to stroke yourself in the shower. Back and forth giving a lot of attention to your head. I woke up when you left the bed. I decided I would make this a good morning for both of us. I stop outside the bathroom door, feeling myself get a little wet as. ”“On that we all agree,” I said.“Jess, how much time do you have off at the end of this semester?” Kara asked.“Two weeks, and then it starts again,” she sighed. “I’ll be here on May 23rd and go back to Indy on June 8th.”“Oh cool!” Kara giggled. “I’m done with school a week earlier. You and I can spend lots of time together while Snuggle Bear is working.”“I’d like that!” Jessica said.May 3, 1986, Chicago, Illinois“It’s going to be a long day,” Jessica sighed, slowly crawling out of bed.“Happy. ” I said and we opened the door and looked in. The bed was neatly laid back and Toby and Cori stood dressed by the window. Toby in his trousers, waistcoat and bow tie and Cori in her black dress and white pinny. We all stood and looked at each other. “Cori and I have always fantasized about this moment.” Stupidly I asked “How long have you been an item?”“Cori came over from Thailand last year, found it hard getting a job because of what she is. She is qualified as a nurse, but no hospital would. But it felt real, Guinevere agonised, her huge penis flopping deflated between her thighs, a finger worrying a nipple which remained aroused even after her penis had given forth. Surely everything she had known from when she had been born to now, all the people she had met, her memories, her thoughts, surely they were real.Guinevere sighed. Her existentialist woes never left her for long. Why couldn't she accept it? Okay! There was a sense she wasn't real. That nothing was real. That the.