I had read recently a fine written work by the Marquis De Sade describing his incarcerated musings and have to admit the stark images made me more sus...eptible to the urge for copulation regardless of the age or physical appeal of the masculine side of the equation.In other words, if I could get the fellow hard enough to enter my territorial waters, I didn’t care if he was a Pirate or a Saint as long as he could get to the finish line without losing his hardened state and determined desire to. "Gwenn," he said, sounding very serious. "I have a confession to make.Like your brother, I've had some issues with my... sexual identity. I'vebeen seeing girls and I really like you but, well, none of it has ledanywhere. And now, after being with you and Mink at the same time, Ifeel like I know what I really want. Would you mind if we called it anight and I..."She smiled with happy surprise. This wasn't part of her magic trickery. I went cold inside. No, no, no. I wasn't really like what. I heard a satisfying moan escape his mouth as my lips made their way all the way back up his shaft. I dipped my head again on his cock, feeling the soft shaft against my tongue. I began to fill with excitement as I felt his cock fill up completely and press against the back of my throat. I took my mouth off his cock and stood up, happy to see that while I was sucking on him he took his shirt off. I pressed my breasts against his bare chest and kissed him, as I kissed him he lifted me. He surely doesnot look inappropriate or ridiculous, or even sissy-like." Cynthialeaned against the edge of the desk.Lynn conceded her point, "Maybe so, but he says he will be legal soon.Is it that easy to change your sex?"Cynthia re-stated her thought, "We will need to adjust the pronounsLynn. She, Sara, will need some support. Friends may become scarce,and we can be of help, right?"Cynthia watched as Lynn made a lewd gesture, "That's what I think,Cindygirl. He is too lucky, looking like 'she'.