T Girl,tranny, drag queen, she-male, pre-op, non-op, and even post-op. Sherecalled the terms 'lipstick lesbian' and even the inexplicable'Transbian'.S...e remembered seeing men who she thought actually were women; men who shethought shouldn't have attempted to look like women, and some men whoobviously wanted to be caricatures of women. But mostly she remembered anincredible lust for life, and a willingness to embrace all shades of -what, sexuality? - she wondered. Yes, acceptance was what she. "I hadn't really thought about that," John said, "But you're right." "Who knows about next year, though," Matt replied, "We'll start new subjects and who knows what those teachers will be like." "Hagrid teaches Care of Magical Creatures and he's great," Albus told them. "What kind of magical creatures?" John grinned at Matt. "Don't even go there," Matt grinned back. "Amy says the Ancient Runes teacher is nice." "Trelawney's kind of strange, but nice enough," Albus. At her instruction he held her wrists tightly above her head. Brooke wrapped her legs around his back as he gently entered her pussy. They were finally one. She started to move her hips, rising to meet each of his thrusts. She nibbled his ear and ran her tongue around it. She bit at his neck, holding him tightly, never wanting to let go. It was a pleasure beyond words to feel Steve moving in her, claiming her as his own. ‘Oh yeah, oh yeah,’ he groaned over and over. He thrust faster and faster.. ." and the words gave way to a succession of gasps and grunts as her body shook with passion.At last she gradually relaxed. "Bloody hell!" I laughed, "You did have an itch, didn't you! But what about mine?" She giggled, "Don't worry, that was just my warm up orgasm. Now I can really get going!" Her face was sweating gently, flushed and looked beautifully happy. I raise my head and kissed her lips again briefly, then each nipple, still hard, gently in turn.Her legs dropped from around my waist.