Everyone seemed to accept me, yet the question was why? I hadto know why I loved being a girl so much, why everyone had accepted meso easily, and why ... was driven to take so many chances to be what Iwasn't. I had tears in my eyes when I finished, positive that she wouldthink I was crazy, or stupid, or weird, or maybe even all three."Kristen, honey, you are not the first, nor will you be the last boy tofeel this way! This has been going on for centuries! I cannot tell youwhy you feel this way,. She just stood still, shaking. I walked up and threw my arm around her waist. I ran my fingers through her hair and rubbed my face up against hers, breathing in her perfume, it was so very sweet. I wanted to say something witty like Hannibil Lecter, but again, all that came out was a low, animalistic growl. Once more I paused, thinking about what I was about to do, and then just as one would expect a scream, or a cry for help, a single tear dropped down her face, and a small squeaky “please”. " She clicked her tongue. "By now you know I am not a registered student. I am not looking for a grade in your class." So what do I owe the pleasure?"She opened her legs wider and this time lifted her tight pink skirt to her waist. I was struck totally speechless. She was in stockings, not hose, and under that skirt was absolutely nothing except a perfectly shaved pussy. She rubbed the inner muscle of her thigh, which directed my gaze. "Professor, I am not a student, but I think there is much I. "Don't worry. I've been coaching him."We chuckled. Lindy kissed her before she strode off to join her two dancers.In the Ambassador's limo, I settled in between Consuela and Angelique, both giving me an intensely sensual kiss, the hot Spaniard's especially hot. Their hands shared the space in my lap where my erection grew.I looked across at Lindy and Zhenzhen grinning at me, and finally asked Lindy, "Yesterday you said something about getting impregnated."Lindy blushed. "It was of the moment,.