Karland me.I could feel the hardness of Mr. Karl's cock pressing against my belly asI lay over him. I had seen his cock many times; in fact I was assi...ned totaking care of Mr. Karl's cock as if it were a real being in its ownright. It was large, eight and one half inches long, very thick, so thickmy fingers would not touch when I wrapped them around it. It was hard andstrong and could last a very long time. I knew these things frompreparing it for penetration of my wife, from cleaning it up. “Hey, guys, hang on a sec! Come over here.” The group formed in around Tim’s dad. “Now I expect you guys to act accordingly all night. I’m not gonna hover over you and expect you to be perfect all the time but just remember to act like a responsible adults, and to also have some fun. I’ll meet you guys right here at this exit when the game is over for the ride home.” Raymond had a way of commanding everyone’s respect and each of the freshmen football team members who had rode in the car with. As you can imagine, her behavior made mefeel quite upset ... sometimes even to the point of feeling betrayed, if Ihappened to be suffering a PMS-like attack at the time. Early in Decemberwhen I was feeling particularly anguished about how our relationship hadbroken down, I finally confronted her in the corridor between classes. Oh myGod - do I ever wish I'd kept my feelings to myself!"Sandy Johnson, you've got a lot of nerve bitching at me aboutrelationships," she barked. "If I remember. I am having some dreams of being female. It is not want I want, it'sjust a dream, that I am not me. Is this normal? To be frank Doc, Iwonder if I am losing touch."I spent another hour on his couch and we talked through some of theissues. No more "regression" thankfully. That seemed to me to be thestart of all this. But what we were able to establish was that I hadfound a way to function, and actually function extremely well, withoutdrugs. He convinced me that my real fear was that I had.