Of course. Right, the hospital. Then I smiled. Were having a baby. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sam Soun Jerusalem, Israel I yawned, careful not to e...hale on the fragile scroll fragment before me. I sat in the study room in the Shrine of the Book, the wing of the Israel Museum built to house the Dead Sea Scrolls. It was a clean room, with atmospheric controls to keep the humidity, temperature, and pressure at just the right values to preserve the delicate books. We…the knowledge…the hidden. Mercifully, this had spared me the ordeal of 'teas' with girls who would likely heap scorn on me just as Elizabeth and I did to the men who visited her. I also loved the idea because I was fascinated with everything that touched Elizabeth: her clothes and jewelry, her hairpins and make-up. I would see how to create dresses and other wonderful garments.Everything changed the day the make-up lessons started. Elizabeth wanted me to learn how much effort it takes to be a woman, so that I would. I let her know I just had my trunks. She flipped her hair and bent at the waist, slowly running her hands down my chest and across my already stiff dick. As much I wanted to fuck her right then, I nodded toward Hasan. She turned and asked if he was enjoying his reward for helping clean up. Hasan nodded and said, "Hell yes!" We could see he was hard as a rock. Melissa walked right over to him and grabbed his hard on, adjusting it so that it running down his leg. She straddled his lap and started. Driving or not, he couldn't stop himself, he leaned toward her and sucked her smooth-as-silk tit, sliding his tongue around the hard nipple. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back. A quiet groan of satisfaction escaped her throat. Jesus Christ fuck me now, she thought.He turned into his driveway, pressed the automatic garage door opener, and eased the car forward, assuming they were finished for now, until they got inside the house. But she put one hand on his neck and her mouth on his.