” “You’re on.” Spence laughed. “We’ll have a drink first then get at it. Lori change the stopwatch to twenty five minutes and yell out whe... the first ten are up, okay.” “Okay Spence.” Lori replied as she fiddled with the stopwatch in her hand. Drinks were passed to Spence and Annette and while they sipped at them the others chatted and joked about what was about to happen, I heard one or two of them making bets with each other as to how long my wife would last. Lori was standing right in front. "I wear these things," I said as if that explained everything. "Ilike it. I guess I'm what they call a transvestite." I almostadded 'I'm sorry!' but I didn't. I wasn't. And this was truthtime."These are your things? Not leftovers from some floosie you beddeddown in my bed? They're yours?" As I'd most feared would happenwhen she found out, if she ever did, her lip curled in contempt. She just stared at me. I looked back at her. No, it wasn'tcontempt. Not yet. It was disbelief! She. Her enthusiasm was of course that much more motivated when she saw someone she knew going on and particularly when it was someone she knew well. She felt just so proud of Shona Grig when the girl was out there showing off her lovely naked body and giggled like a prep school girl when Shona grabbed Chris’s penis then kissed him hard on the lips just before her short interview.“Hey! That won’t earn you any extra points young lady” gasped Chris when his mouth was free again.“We’ll see about that. She didn’t attend any classes there, though her sister had. The place had a reputation for the frequent assaults on female students and for one reason or another, nothing much was ever done about it, other than to hire more security, which was about as effective as throwing noodles at a dartboard. Well perhaps now, it would be the male students who were a little nervous to be there for the night classes. If she were ‘home’ now she’d be having tea and preparing to sleep, but here, well, sleep.