Nick's voice was a bit higher than most guys his age and he had nonoticeable Adam's apple unlike many others his age, so he found itsomewhat easier to...find his female voice. They walked into the dancingworkshop and sat down around a small stage in the center of the room. Aman and woman went to the center of the room and addressed the students."Wow," the woman said, "you are coming along very nicely in yourtransformations. This next step might be a little trickier though. Myname is Angela. I understood that I had set myself a challenge, telling the story from a woman's point of view. It was in some way a Rites of Passage novel as well. Would it ever be published? I doubt it, but that wasn't the ambition. I was writing for myself, for the sheer pleasure of putting this story; that had been in my mind for years; down on paper. To alleviate the periodic spells of writers block I started writing short stories as well, the problem was that they then took over and it was the novel. "OK now for your surprise! Put these on." She handed him a pair of black opaque tights. "But I can't wear these they're girls clothes!" he cried. "Now just look here matey the plan is this, there are no boy clothes here, Miss Trimble's going bananas and you will do what we say or you won't get your old clothes back. You are going to be your cousin Angie who has come to take over because you are ill. I've told Miss and she is happy with the arrangement. We've got a waitress dress for you and. He kept his back to me and eventually noticed what he was doing. In his hand he had a professional camera that looked like his own personal camera, filming my girlfriend sucking his, Richard's and Jamal's cocks. The idea of that threw me over the edge and I came extremely hard again. After sucking their cocks for several minutes, she had Richard lay towards the top of the bed as she continued sucking his cock while allowing the young black stud to enter her pussy from behind. His cock looked.