Both were glistening from the shower water, and their athletic bodies were on full display. She softly moaned as she saw Pierce pull back his foreskin...to clean his uncut cock. This made her about lose control and she almost shoved her fingers into her now wet pussy. She glanced at her watch and saw that it was 4:09. She took at deep breath and put her eye all the way up to the peephole. She quivered as she starred at the boys in the shower, and tried her hardest not to make a noise. Will saw. When I hit my teenage years, I went to the doctors my myself. I mean, I knew there was something wrong with me but I didn't know what. I told the doctors everything which occurred in my life. Eventually I was told that I had a rare psychological gender disorder called Transsexualism. I had to undergo treatment, medications and surgery to have my gender change if I wished to do so. I said yes. Eventually, I saw the changes coming towards me. I was not a male anymore, but a female. The hairs on. Perhaps the next time she asked me to display myself, I could wink at her and invite her to take an extra close look herself. Maybe that would make tormenting me less fun.Music was rather uneventful. Ms. Miller asked if I needed relief, and I said no. She had me demonstrate several drum strokes in front of the class, and had me play one of the rhythms I'd learned last week. The rest of the class was exactly like it always is, except that I was in front of the class instead of second row from. “And paid well for doing what they crave,” I countered.“Crave, they detest every moment,” she replied.“And how would you know, had a cockstaff up you have you?” I asked angrily.“No!” she insisted.“A bride of Christ as yet unfucked,” I smiled, “Then madam I fear our paths are about to entwine.”“What?” she asked.“I am afraid Lord Goth has a right to every maid’s maidenhead,” the older Nun explained. “Every maid on the estate before her marriage must surrender her maidenhead to Lord Goth, it is.