I ended up removing, and redoing the polish on all my nails, andthen, for good measure, did my fingers as well. I masterbatedconstantly. Each time I...came a massive wave of guilt rolled over me. I'dclean myself up, and try to go get back into 'dude' mode as best I could,but I started to be lax on some things, a small contrary part of my brainwanting to keep some things ready for the next jerk session. So I even asI got back into jeans and boxers, I would leave my nail polish on,justifying it. "I also prefer a sure thing to a risk," I smiled back."Oh, I see," she responded with a frown, "You're afraid of being in awoman's body where you'd be weak and completely helpless. I'd thoughtyou were more professional than that, but..." I am never helpless," I glared at her, "I am quite capable of takingcare of myself, regardless." Of course you are," Parish told me with a patronizing tone.I wasn't completely sure how, but the conversation quickly beganspinning out of my control. Before I'd. What he was about to go through was at least as grueling as what he'd just been through. He caught his breath, wiped the sweat off his body, had a drink of water, and sauntered, still naked, to Kimberleigh's study. She was already there, and had taken off all her clothes except for the fashion boots that she previously wore. She had also slipped a white glove on her right hand, which held an oak paddle. She waved her other hand toward her desk in a gesture that was clear to him. He bent over at. What was going on? What were they plotting? Then, it all became clear.The soft, circumcised and veiny penis was ushered through the hole. I stared at it, simply not believing. I looked at 'The Sucker' and he was actually howling silent laughter. I understood why, I felt like laughing as well. The relief we both clearly felt was tangible. I almost forgot that there was a dick poking through a glory hole that needed attention! Even as I took hold of it in my hand, I was trembling with.