My eyes really are brown, and the jewellery and accessories are realenough, but my looks are a fake. My hair is a wig, a very real lookingone, but a w...g. My breasts are pads inside a bra, and my body has beenpadded expertly inside these clothes that I wear to make me appearfemale. And I dread what my *mother* will want done to my body in thelong term. I wonder what my friends would think if they knew thateverything I say and every move I make is all an act? That I hatetalking about boys and. She let out a little whimper and slowed down, grinding herself against me very slowly, yet forcefully. This continued for no more than thirty seconds before something came over her and she went crazy. Grabbing the back of my head and not letting it go. I was suffocating and she just gripped me even tighter. I slid a finger inside her now pulsating pussy, exploring the outer and then pinching her little pebble between my fingers. She let out a loud moan and screamed. “Fuck me Andrew!” I stood. . I see you've got company, Binta. I didn't know! And goodness me! It's Ana! I'd never have guessed! Ana!" Hello Ketaba," greeted Binta reluctantly, disengaging herself from the weight of her lover's body. "Didn't anybody tell you to knock before coming in?"Ketaba looked rather embarrassed. More embarrassed even than Ana who hastily pulled up the sheets to cover her breasts. "I didn't know! It's usually okay! I just didn't think ... And with Ana, too! I thought she had more sense!" Don't start. " I grinned at her menacingly."I'm not married." Any boy friends?" No." Girl friends? Lovers?"The doctor looked disgusted. "Of course not." Too bad," I said, smiling. I turned back to Candy, who still looked shocked, although not as frightened as the professor. "Candy, you have been most helpful. I'll give you some freedom here. You will not have to participate in the fun that I will have with Doctor Finella. Of course, you will be utterly truthful to me." OK," Candy said, still not exactly.